Ah, College Park. I actually lived in Woodmeade South, the older, "less nice" grey apartments in front of CP, '94-97. My next door neighbor one year was on the basketball team, but he didn't last long. I can't remember his name. Tall guy (forward?) from Alabama. I think he hopped ship with the coaching change.
One of my favorite memories was the big snow storm we had. We couldn't get off the hill in a car, so we had to walk to Shoney's for breakfast before sledding down the big steep drop toward College Park. Some girl actually broke her neck, I believe, when she slid into/under a guardrail.
Wow. Makes me feel young again. Many stories from that place. . . .