Tyler Bitancurt was, as you might imagine, a busy guy Friday night. Celebrations, interviews, rendezvouses, so on and so forth. When the time came to exit Mountaineer Field and meet up with his friends and family, who were waiting to meet up with the Backyard Brawl hero, it occurred to Bitancurt he was hungry.

And out of luck.

There was no restaurant or pizza parlor open, so they headed to Wendy’s.

“I ate two chicken sandwiches, two junior bacon cheeseburgers, a couple things of French fries and a milkshake,” Bitancurt said.

His dad picked up the tab.

If that weren’t proof enough, life is no different than it was one week ago for the still largely unrecognizable Bitancurt.

There have been no awkward interactions on the street, no standing ovations upon entering class. One classmate, however, did perk up Monday morning and ask Bitancurt, “Were you at the game Friday?”

“It’s a psych class,” Bitancurt said. “A sports psychology class.”