It's tough when your childhood hero has a fall from grace. And another. And another. Growing up a rabid Giants fan, LT and the epic late '80s/early '90s GMEN defense of which he was the unquestioned leader were Sunday fixtures at my house. I had the full LT uniform get-up (LT earring not included). The only multiplication table I knew above 6x6 was 7x8. 56. In fact, when I was in third grade my pops was playing in a golf outing at Ridgewood Country Club and called me after his round. He told me there was someone who wanted to talk to me, and this gruff voice got on the horn and asked me what 7x8 equaled. When I asked if it was really LT and he said yes I actually started to cry. Pathetic. And so began my sordid history with the phone numbers of Giant defensive superstars. But that's a different story for a different post...probably by Snipes.
In absolutely no way does TCD condone the actions of Mr. Taylor anywhere, except on the football field (many years later my father admitted that the round of golf he played with LT at Ridgewood was actually a total disaster and quite unpleasant). Anyone who requires the details of his latest and greatest transgression, read here. It really is a pretty sordid tale. I hope they book the dude who is pimping 16 year old girls as well.
LT's proclivity for ladies of the night is nothing new, though. And if there is a bright spot in this dark tale it is the rehashing of bits of LT's June 2006 60 Minutes interview where he discussed the intersection of pro football and the oldest profession on earth.
Priceless LT quote one, referring to an incident where the Houston Oilers sent prostitutes to his hotel room the night before the GMEN probably demolished the Oilers in order to make sure LT got little sleep:
"Knock on the door, you open the door, and you got two beautiful women sitting there (saying) 'We're for you!' And I'm like, 'You're in the right place."
Priceless LT quote two requires some stage-setting. LT once had to call a locksmith to unbind him after he reported to a team meeting in handcuffs.
"A couple of ladies that were trying out some new equipment they had. You know? And I just happened to, and they just didn't happen to have the key."
So much, yet so little, goes unsaid in that last gem.
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