ST. MATTHEWS, S.C. _ Fat and fleshy, a trucker's hat teetering on his head, the man sitting in a corner booth at the Town & Country restaurant here kept glancing over his left shoulder at Charles Ben. Ben sat at a long table in the center of the room, his back to the booth. He could not and did not see the man, and so he did not pay him any mind, and so he continued talking about his younger brother Alshon Jeffery, the Eagles wide receiver, and talking about himself, too, as he picked at a plate of chicken wings.
Still, the man in the booth was close enough to get a sense of Ben's proportions _ 6 feet tall, 216 pounds, his body bouldered with muscle _ and he could tilt his head just enough to see Ben's profile. And so the man in the booth turned and glanced, and turned and glanced again, and again, always with the same look on his face, as if he knew who Charles Ben was, or should know.
