I played basketball and softball (it’s what we had) at ACS in Beirut for two years. I can still clearly see his jumper. He scored 36 points (two at a time!) one time with a deadly precision.
I also remember chugging three bottles of Lebanese wine in the back of a little shop on Hamra as preparation for going to Le Fin du Monde nightclub across the street on Hamra.
I think most of his most egregious deeds were in the company of one Jack Coco - and I suspect the stories are largely true.
My condolences on your loss.