See Jack Eggleston run - the sophomore forward had logged more minutes than any Quakers player entering Saturday's contest against Cornell.
See him jump - his one-handed, Palestra-rocking jam against Saint Joseph's a couple weeks back may well be the team's season highlight thus far.
But venture to his off-campus residence on a sleepy Monday night, and you might just see Eggleston curled up on the couch with his roomies, house cat on his lap, Gossip Girl on the tube.
"Jack's got that kind of way about him," teammate Tyler Bernardini said. "He's just really in touch with his feminine side."
Of course, when you're the only one in the house packing a Y-chromosome, you don't have much of a choice.
Eggleston shares his residence with five formidable females: women's hoopsters Sarah Bucar and Erin Power, soccer starlets Kristin Kaiser and Marisa Schoen, and soccer trainer Kelly Lazur.
And while the group's feline is, in Bucar's words, "his baby," the whole teen-soap thing wasn't exactly Eggleston's idea.
"There are some compromises," Eggleston said. "If I want to watch my Duke-Carolina game, I might have to watch a little One Tree Hill beforehand."
Indeed, between his basketball brethren and his sisters in the suite, it seems Eggleston can have his cake and eat it, too - and in an immaculately maintained kitchen.
"The best part is how clean they keep the house," he said. "Going over and seeing the basketball house and how messy that place can get, I feel pretty lucky."
To be sure, the arrangement hasn't been without its follies. On one occasion, Eggleston's failure to put down the toilet seat - the cardinal sin of co-ed living - produced the most predictable of low-brow comedy for one of the ladies.
Eggleston betrays a not-so-subtle smirk when relating the tale of his misdeed.
"Like the one time I left the seat up," Eggleston said. "[She] just sat right down and fell in."
Scatology aside, the Noblesville, Ind., product does his best to pull his weight around the house. With his room stationed closest to the front door, Eggleston relishes his role as "watchdog."
Beyond this, he doesn't mind stepping in to protect the group from overly-aggressive suitors.
"They said if they have a problem, they'll just bang on my window," Eggleston said. "[But] they've done a pretty good job of keeping [unwelcome men] away themselves."
Indeed, the gig seems to work for all parties involved. Even Bernardini, a representative of the grunge-filled residential existence renounced by Eggleston, seems convinced.
"He just enjoys the company of women as friends, as companions," Bernardini said of his classmate. "He just enjoys nice talks. He enjoys a nice, clean kitchen. One time he got sick, and they took care of him, babied him a little bit."
Like any good subject under the flag of Red and Blue, Bernardini is grateful that his teammate has found a sanctum so consistent with his tastes.
Still, the housing snub has to sting a little.
"He needs that comfort of mother-like figures in his life," he said, a hint of emotional injury in his low voice.
"I wasn't able to give it to him."
