Another story from my youth. There was a guy in our neighboring squad, stubborn, with rural notes of simplicity. It could easily be taken on “weak.” In fact, he once bet on 5000p that he will be 3 days without stopping to go around the stadium. It was only eight hours. Then, in order to play off, he drank a liter of sunflower oil for 3000 years and did not burst out.

And now the story itself:

In the field exit, when we lived in tents, this guy blamed the bosses that he had not jokingly angered the rotting. One, as a punishment, ordered to dig out 1 barrage to shoot standing overnight. In the morning, before the match, a daytime man wakes us up: "Men, do you know what Maslov did?" During the night, because of nothing to do, and maybe because of personal stubbornness, he dug the track of the volleyball field, digged 3 rocks, of which two for shooting standing and one for shooting standing on a poni. After that, the nickname “excavator” went on for a long time. Maslov himself was quite brave after this and argued that if he would dig further, do not take the spade from him.