Originally posted by Tyrone Bigguns
TT: Rickey?
RW:Yeah TT?
TT: We want your abilities at RB but you can't smoke weed in GB.
RW: But everyone knows I smoke and can't quit, why bring it up?
TT: Yeah, I know, but we haven't given you OUR lecture yet.
RW: I suppose.
TT: I'll make it easy, do you promise to give it up as long as you are in GB?
RW: Hmm. Sure.
TT: Scout's honor?
RW: Huh, waddaya mean? Um, I bought weed from a scout once I think.
TT: Jamboree, I bet, they have these fundraisers every year.
RW: Cool.
TT: Umm, forget the scouts, pinky swear?
RW: Sure, pinky swear.
TT: One more thing Rickey
RW: Uh huh?
TT: Ryan Grant is our RB, oustanding kid, great season he just had!
RW: Uh huh..
TT: Don't step on his toes, Ok? He's the man here.
RW: Ok, but won't that settle itself on the field?
TT: Probably, but I feel like I need to tell you upfront, ya know?
RW: Put me in my place even though I might have more talent?
TT: Exactly! By the way..
RW: Yes?
TT: Nobody else on this team smokes weed either.
RW: Ok?
TT: Just don't want you, ya know, being a bad influence on teammates.
RW: But they're grown men and professionals..
TT: I know, but I'm kind of like their dad, you understand.
RW: Got it. Do you handle all your FAs like this?
TT: Only the troublemakers.
RW: How's it working out so far?
TT: We've only signed four FAs in three years, but no troublemakers.
RW: Great, great.
TT: Yep, and we've got a great feeling about you.
RW: Right, right..
TT: I hear you have a wonderful pregame ritual..meditation or something?
RW: Uh, yeah, it's meditation, that's what it is.
TT: Sounds fabulous, you'll have to show me sometime.
RW: (snickers) I just might do that. Do you like Cheetohs?
TT: I'm an Old Dutch man, myself.
RW: Old school cat, I'm feelin' ya.
TT: So, Rickey.. big guy.. my man..... no more weed, riggggght?
RW: I haven't been able to shake it anywhere else, but GB seems different.
TT: Spectacular, Rickey, glad that's settled (walks away)
RW: Me too..(chuckles to himself as he rolls one)

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