Ate popcorn shrimp with the guy (my exgf was a waitress at a sports bar here in kc where the chiefs players would come after game, and other times), and DT was a class act.
The time we sat and talked was after a loss, I think it was to the freakin' Broncs, and the bartender kept coming over and saying "Don't talk to him man, he just wants to be alone, that's why he is here (meaing after hours). DT told me to move over and share this huge pile of popcorn shrimp he was eating.
That guy is still a class act!
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