the end of Legend's third marriage...

Roy getting cleaned out by his bookie because the Chiefs shit the bed is not all bad. It served to be the last straw between him & his third wife. I say good riddance man!

"It won't be much. We don't have kids together. It's easy in, easy out on this one good buddy," he is being sensible about the demise of his third marriage, "We are both going to act like adults & head our separate ways. The Chiefs shitting the bed was the last straw for her."

His first wife was the greatest gal. She was an absolute knockout. Roy was too caught up in himself back then. He wasn't the most faithful of guys either. She told him, "good for the goose; good for the gander." It was way more than his fragile ego could handle & it ended badly. He still regrets it to this day.

"I can tell you one thing for sure village idiot. My soon to be third ex wife hates your ass."

"You tell her the feeling is mutual good buddy."

The soon to be third ex wife pins Roy's Super Bowl evisceration on me. She claims I got him too fired up & it made him act stupid. I told her to take take a flying fuck. 

"I want you to promise me something Legend."

Back in the day everyone referred to Roy as Legend...he filled stat sheets; obliterated weightlifting records; broke rims; women wanted to be with him; guys wanted to be him...you get the picture. Nowadays, he's pathetic, downright pathetic.

"Are you listening to me Legend?"

"I'm listening."

"This gal you were with was holding you back. I want you to shake her off & forget about the fucking Chiefs. It's time for you to start acting like the Legend you once were. Do you think you can do it?"

"Dude, I'm trying. I'm too old nowadays. Trying to be Legend is going to kill me..."

"Shut the fuck up," I yell intently, "I don't want to hear any of your excuses. Do you want to be Legend again?"

"Yes, goddammit! I want nothing more. I'm too fucking old," desperation in his voice evermore, "I wish I had a time machine. I'd go back to the Legend days in a minute."

I can see the stress of the moment is taking its toll on him. I back off the Legend talk for a moment.

"So where are you headed now?" Roy's been through the dance a couple of times and always seems to land on his feet; albeit a lot poorer than before.

"We got a lot of equity in the house. She called her sister and we are going to split it after the sale. I'm taking the money and buying a place closer to downtown. I never liked it out in the suburbs to begin with. That was a big part of our problem."

"Okay," I say with a sigh of relief, "You are going to be fine. It's nothing new for you. Once you get settled in your new place we can talk about a few things that will bring you back to Legend."

"I'm too old dude. You've got to stop with the Legend talk. It's going to kill me in the end."