Kent Babb of the KANSAS CITY TIMES follows Glenn Dorsey down to the backwoods of Lousiana to watch him inhale five pounds of crawfish in one sit - after he’d already had a meal of jambalaya.
(Glenn Dorsey - someone who knows all about (draft day) slides)
And from the piece by Babb, it appears there’s only one thing that Dorsey likes more than Cajun food.
Yes, shoes are his weakness. He has bought about 75 pairs in the last three months; one day he brought home eight pairs of size-13 sneakers.
“Couldn’t do that a few months ago,” he says. “Couldn’t afford it.”
It’s nice to know that fame and fortune haven’t changed Dorsey one bit. More:
An elderly woman has pulled her Jaguar to the left of Dorsey’s giant white Hummer. It has 30-inch rims and a sound system that pumps Young Jeezy loud enough they might hear the bass in East Texas. The woman looks at the driver’s-side window of the Hummer. She can’t see Dorsey through the darker-than-the-legal-limit window tinting, so he stares — and waits for it.
I’m originally from Kansas City and Dorsey will be happy to know that we have several authentic cajun-style restaurants in Cowtown. They’re called Popeye’s.