Had long ish hair when I graduated from high school. Coaches like to bitch about it hanging out of my football helmet.
Our defensive coordinator called me RAT, short for "wet rat" which is what he said I looked like when I pulled my helmet off.
Grew longer after that. Cut it again for my wedding to Jeanette. Worst hair cut I've ever had in my life in those pictures

More accurately I cut it for the MOBIL OIL CORP gas processing job I was to begin two days after we married. I grew it back while at the gas plant in west Texas, but it was so curly I could let it dry on it's own and no one would know how long it was unless I blew it dry.
The next time I cut it off was after my Sifu caught me by it and choked my ass out in a class. It was inadvertent ( the hair grab ) as he was reaching for my jacket collar but I could not do the escapes I'd been taught without pulling out all my hair. The next day
cut short. I've grown it out a couple of times since then, but always laughed at those dudes with the long hair and bald on top, so it never stayed that way for long. Once while performing an intricate traditional Kung Fu form the ponytail struck me in the eye. Been buzzzed ever since.