Ooooh, here's another old one. I was cool with the person after the initial incident, but it's a funny story.
The day I moved out west to Vancouver I got a job at, and moved into, the Clubhouse skatepark (Colin skates it in Second Hand Smoke - the one with the elevated trailer home in the background). One day, Sam Devlin wants to get up to some shit so apparently he found a bike that was laying around and hucked it up onto the roof of the warehouse. I didn't even know about it until later when Sarah (one of the owners) told me Sam had thrown her bike on the roof. Then she went and flipped out on him. A few minutes later, when I'm skating near the open bay door leading out to the courtyard, Sam comes over looking super angry and grabs me by the collar of my shirt and pushes me outside, telling me he's gonna kick my ass for being a rat and telling Sarah it was him who threw her bike on the roof. Now, Sam is a sketchy dude, he looks sketchy too. But he's not big. Still, I was only 18 and had no idea why he thought that and was trying to tell him but he was having none of it. That is, until Ben Nichol came over and pulled him off of me and told him it wasn't me. Sam was cool with me ever since, but from that day forward I had a lot of respect for Ben Nichol. Nicest guy, fucking ripper too.
Sam never had a fair shake, his life was hard from day one so I never really held anything against him.