Dick Fuld

Beers on the ex-Lehman CEO tonight.

"Y'know, we hired the President's brother. Maybe we should ask him to make some calls." "Meh."

Old bros, meet young bros.

Jeb and Lehman had a very complicated little affair right there at the end.

Now let's throw it to Charlie, with an important update.

Sleep where the former Lehman Brother CEO hath slept, while he was keeping a low profile post-bank collapse/plotting his comeback.

"Great Wall Street bank," "27,000 risk managers," "success."

People who are paying actual money to hear said secrets.

The gang's all here.

THE BROS ALWAYS WINS!

One tale many love to tell about Richard S. Fuld, besides the one involving him destroying an 158 year-old institution, is that of the time he got into a fistfight at his son's hockey game, with a parent from the opposing team. Though there have been many stories over the years of adults who lack impulse control throwing down at their children's sporting events, perhaps people were fascinated by the fact that the the CEO of a public company was unable to reason that punching someone in the face at a Peewee hockey game = bad, keeping your hands to yourself = good.  On that note, one sports fan reports that Fuld has since matured, and realizing his own limitations, now travels with protection (for himself/spectators in his section). "Was at the Rangers/Devils game last night sitting a few rows behind Dick Fuld and his wife. He was with two goons who were clearly his body guards, one sitting next to him in a tan jacket and the other one standing behind him in black. Fuld was wearing a suit...I guess to try and look like he actually has a job he was coming from befoe the game."