As this Brent Zwerneman/San Antonio Express-News article reports,Texas Aggie non-scholarship football player Ben Bitner walks to the beat of a different drummer:

Texas A&M football player Ben Bitner’s long hair and serene manner earned him the nickname “Baby Jesus” from a teammate.
And in a tale of biblical proportions, two years ago Bitner found himself with no room at the inn.
After a dispute with a roommate over bills, Bitner, a nonscholarship junior defensive back for A&M, moved out of a house in College Station following the Aggies’ appearance in the Jan. 1, 2005 Cotton Bowl.
For a year and a half, Bitner didn’t have a place to stay. He lived under creek bridges on the A&M campus, in a fort he built in the woods near the school’s golf driving range and anywhere he could stretch his hammock or lay his sleeping bag around Aggieland.
When he wasn’t finding shadowy crannies to catch some shuteye ó “Out of sight, out of mind,” he said ó Bitner was attending classes as a history major and excelling on the Aggies’ scout team. The 5-foot-3, 160-pounder from Round Rock has played in two games this year as a member of the kickoff squad.
“I guess I’m not that smart of a guy,” said Bitner, who’s finally living in a house again. “But it was enjoyable. I slept better then than I sleep now. I didn’t have to worry about cleaning up after myself or paying bills. It suited me just fine.” [. . .]
Bitner owned a couple sets of clothes ó “I’m not one of those guys who needs 10 different shirts,” he said ó and occasionally he simply would throw his duds in his laundry bag in the team’s locker room by Kyle Field.
He would shower and clean up in the locker room or at the school’s recreation center. At night, wherever he was curled up, campus security occasionally approached him and wondered what he was doing.
“I never tried to sleep in the same place on consecutive nights,” Bitner said. “If they ran into me, they’d ask if I was student while I’d start packing my stuff. I’d tell them, ‘Yeah, sorry, I’ll get going,’ and I’d just walk off.”
Bitner said he never minded the cold days, because his parents kept their house cold when he was growing up.
“In December, January and February, that’s when it was easiest for me to sleep outside,” Bitner said. “It was hard to sleep in the summer.” [. . .]
Starter Melvin Bullitt always drilled Bitner with one question, too, during his nomadic days.
“If you take a girl out,” Bullitt would inquire, “do you ask her, ‘Hey, want to come back to my place?'”
Explained Bitner: “Hopefully, the girl would invite me back to her place. If not, I needed to get to know her a little better before I broke the news that I was homeless. . .”