Vick’s chances of getting found innocent are about as good as Rae Carruth’s chances for getting away with his cross-country trip to Nashville in the trunk of his buddy’s car.
What the hell is on was on Rae-Rae’s mind??? Better yet, what the hell was on Michael Vick’s mind…like you wouldn’t know if someone – you’re own family! – was running an illegal dog-fighting ring out of one of your homes.
At least that game just got easier for the Colts. Now, instead of the Vick-Horn connection the Colts have the Harrington-Can’t-Get-The-Ball-Out-Of-The-Box-So-I’ll-Just-Fall-Down connection…I feel a lot better. Thanks Vick!