He actually stays on my couch when he comes during the offseason for a few days.
True story, we go out one night and get loaded up real good. So the next morning its dark, real dark and i am woken up by a voice speaking staccato spanish. Im so scared I cant even breathe, I think someone has broken into my place and is gonna kill me. Then I hear a word i know, clenbuterol, in between the spanish and realize its friggin Carlos on the cell phone to his help at Belmont in my living room. My heart started beating again after about 30 seconds.