When I was a freshman I asked out the former girlfriend of our college team's captain/#2 runner. It wasn't long after they'd split. We went out for dinner and that was about it. Okay dinner conversation but an awkward parting, and I don't think we spoke more than a sentence at a time to each other after that. She was super smart and became a high powered lawyer-judge, and ran some major city marathons. Steerike One!
Senior year after a few beers I tried to hit on a former teammate's (graduated 2 or 3 years earlier) ex girlfriend, also on the team, but that was rejected and we pretty much hate each other to this day. She had dagger eyes and was mean as a snake. Steerike Two!
Post grad season had a tumultuous on off thing with a 10, but she was into Jesus, and it would have been a three-way so I kind of backed down and instead cavorted with harlots and mind-altered floozies, resulting in a lot of dirty looks and consternation from Sister Christian. She left pretty mad and that was that. You're Out!!!!
But I soon after that string of debacles, I met a runner from another team and we hit it off pretty well, still married, and have done numerous collaborative efforts with various running clubs. HOMERRRRRR!