My Friends,

I know by now you've probably read/heard about what happened with our candidate for the NFL's Walter Payton award. Frankly, I'm almost speechless. Which is saying something.

Much like in the aftermath of the raid on his Gurnee home, Terry Johnson couldn't spend his first night in Arizona at home with his girlfriend and kids on the day after Lake Forest Organized Team Activities concluded. He had to go out for a taste, and on his way home (maybe?) somewhere in the Valley of the Dust local police stopped our aspiring Man of the Year at 3:30 am this morning for doing 40 in a 25. After citing him for "being impaired to the slightest degree," they made a trip to the station for a bloodletting to determine whether his alcohol content was greater than the 0.08 limit, which could result in a DUI charge. Police say he "was very cooperative" during the incident, and was released on his own recognizance to drive home some time later somewhat less than impaired to the slightest degree after making his red cell donation.

With Roger Goodell monitoring his every move, Terry can now forget about reducing his eight game suspension to six for good behavior. I don't think being "very cooperative" with the police qualifies. No, his concern now should be finding a big enough place that will let him put a DirecTV dish on the roof so he and Pacman Jones can entertain during the 2007 season with Sunday Ticket on the plasma. And don't forget the renter's insurance - replacing all those guns and repairing the bullet holes can be costly.

It's been awfully windy around here recently. I wonder if that line in the sand Jerry Angelo drew last December has blown away?