I'm a lightweight. I used to be able to put back beer after beer after beer with no problem. Unfortunately, I'm now 33 years old, and my alcohol consumption is now 1-2 times per month instead of 4-5 times per week. Last night I drank like I was 22. I told Wade Phillips I thought he'd do a good job in Houston. I woke up about an hour ago and I'm pretty sure I'm still a bit inebriated I feel like I got hit by a bus. My eyes are neon red. The stink of Jager and Sam Adams is oozing out of my pores. I'm wearing the same clothes I wore yesterday, and to top it off, I'm actually currently sitting next to John Clayton from ESPN. It's a bad scene in JimmyK world (sorry for the Cam Newton-esque use of third person). Anyway, for your viewing pleasure, I thought I'd pass along a transcript of the conversation I had at 1am with the Redskins brass (Mike Shanahan, Dan Snyder, Jim Haslett), who were all sitting at a table in the corner of an Indianapolis bar:
JimmyK: Hey Mike, I'm Jimmy. I cover the Eagles... (Incoherent rambling).... Donovan McNabb... (incoherent rambling)... 2 and a 4... (Incoherent rambling about McNabb's contract)... Hey, where's Dan Snyder anyway? I though he was sitting here.
Mike Shanahan: He's sitting right next to you.
JimmyK: Oh. (turns to Dan Snyder)... (incoherent rambling). Do you know Jeffrey Lurie?
Dan Snyder: Yes.
Mike Shanahan: Hey Jimmy, why don't you just leave?
JimmyK: Good idea. Sorry.