After Steve McNair’s tragic death in the summer of 2009, I was left without a favorite NFL player. McNair had been my guy. I am a Titans fan (don’t get me started on Chris Johnson’s worthless ass); I loved the way he played the game; and other than being an adulterer, he was a genuinely good person. They don’t make many like Air McNair, on and off the field. So, it wasn’t easy finding a new favorite player to fill No. 9’s shoes. I took the easy route and fell for his successor.
I chose Vince Young.
Like most fans of the Fighting Jeff Fishers, I bought into the Vince Young phenomenon. I blame timing and the 2006 Rose Bowl, when we should’ve looked at his Wonderlic scores and love for tequila. The dude’s crazy. He’s a head case. And now he’s broke.
Word came out earlier this week that Vince Young is out of money and in need of a job. He somehow managed to blow $26 million in six years, and that’s not even counting his endorsement money. $26 million! Six years!
On Clay Travis’ radio show yesterday, Clay asked Nashvillians to call in and share stories of VY spending ridiculous amounts of money around the city. The people of Nashville participated, and the stories are outrageous:
— His favorite hangout in Nashville was T.G.I. Friday’s. He spent $6,000 there once
— He spent $5,000 per week at The Cheesecake Factory. PER WEEK!!!
— He ordered $600 shots of Louis XIII at Morton’s after home football games
— He bought entire Southwest flights for his friends and family
It’s unfathomable to most of us how professional athletes could go through the money they make in such a short amount of time. But when you hear the specifics, like spending six grand at a T.G.I. Friday’s, then it all starts making sense.
As fans of UK basketball, we’re getting accustomed to multi-million dollar athletes — John Calipari spits them out like stale cookies in his Orange Leaf fro-yo — and we can only hope they know to avoid ludicrous spending, like 20K per month at The Cheesecake Factory.