Phil was always very good to me. Compassionate, patient, polite, and funny as hell.
Do you remember when I went to Canada to shoot a screen test for a porn flick and got deported?
I was going to take the money from that, drive to Phil's gym on the way home and pay him to train me. I called him at the border (he was in the gym at the time) and he busted out laughing telling everyone around him that "some guy just got kicked out Canada while trying to shoot porn to pay for training for me." LMAO! His laugh made me die of laugher, and I WAS NOT happy at that point, still stuck on the border trying to get back into the US.
Once I got home, he felt bad for me and cut me a deal on the training. Which got me to my biggest, strongest, and most importantly, most hearth healthy I have ever been in my life.
What a fucking nightmare of a day.