This has been the longest week in the life of the old Pigskin Prophet.
I had hoped to take my mind off of work stress with my new football coaching gig – I was a player-coach with my work team, and things went great and we actually won two of our first three games in the YMCA League.
Heck, the team was so giddy about beating a couple of accounting firms they actually hung a poster of me in the break room. We even beat our closest rivals a few times, and I could do anything I pleased, including coming to work a little tipsy.