The Great NFL Smokeout
The weekly meeting of Hey-Stop-Doing-That Anonymous had just begun when, in a particularly cheap literary trick, Ricky Williams and Quincy Carter walked in and sat in the back.
Group leader: "Seems we have new folks here. What are your names?"
Ricky: "You a journalist?"
Group leader: "Nope, just run the meetings is all. Confidentiality is guaranteed."
Ricky: "Well, I'm Ricky, he's Quincy, and we're here because the NFL said we had to be."
Group leader: "However you ...
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