Like a decent-sized percentage of Overthrow’s instructors, Charlie’s a New York native, having grown up comfortably in Park Slope. “I’m spoiled,” he says, “but not like some of the other kids out there.” His girlfriend is a model, too, he says.
At some point, Charlie pulls up a photo of a foursome he had with her and two other girls a few nights before. His friend had busted in on them and taken some photos, he tells me.
“Would you have a foursome with another guy?” I ask, curious.
“Oh -- no, that’s a girl, her hair is just short.” He points at the photo.
“Yeah, I know, I mean, I was just wondering.”
When I ask Goodwin about the ethos of the instructors -- work out hard, then go chain-smoke and pound beers immediately afterwards -- he laughs. “Yeah. I dunno. It’s just more realistic, I guess.”
And what about all the countercultural paraphernalia? Does he think Abbie Hoffman or Sid Vicious would hang out at Overthrow if they were still around?
“If any of those guys were in the neighborhood,” Goodwin says, “I would like to think we would’ve crossed paths in some way.”