Ah, yes, the NFL offseason. Usually kind of quite, with players spending their free time healing from the brutal season, diligently training, and keeping out of trouble. Wait, sorry, allow me to take that last one back. Getting DUI's. There.
In case you're wondering, my gambling luck has not improved recently (though I did break even the other weekend) and I lost out again. I had a modest bet on Bradon Merriweather fucking up. I figured it was a safe bet. Couple of incidents in college with guns and kicking people when they were down, plus being black in Boston always goes over well. Nope! Totally wrong!
The big winner is Roscoe Parrish of the Buffalo Bills. The waterbug-like punt returner and slot man got a DUI in Miami, being pulled over at 4:30 am (god, I miss Albany drinking laws sometimes). Now, late last year Roscoe Parrish had signed a contract with a $1.1 million dollar signing bonus. Seriously, how hard is it for him to find a buddy from back in the day and give him 50,000 in cash, a cell phone and the keys to a Escalde with the simple instructions to be on-call 24/7? Worried about him drinking? Go hire a Mormon, they don't do shit. John Beck's schedule looks pretty wide open.
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