Why Don't We Pick on Someone Our Own Size?

It seems like we're doing this backwards. [More]

For some reason I'm reminded of a routine that took place in the cafeteria of my freshman dorm. There was a football player, a guy who went on to play pro and even earned several Super Bowl rings.

One of the guys from my floor I regularly ate with was the same height as me and even skinnier (I was 6/2" and 155 lbs. at the time, so you can imagine), and every time the player passed our table, my buddy, under his breath just loud enough for us to hear, would mutter things like "Come on. I'll fight you right now, motherf*****."

I guess you had to be there, but Jeez that was funny.