Last night I was at the bar at this party I went to, some lady hands me some drinks and asks me to give them to the guy behind me. I turn around and hand them to none other than my fantasy league tight end. The one and only Jeremy Shockey..."I love how he refers to him as "my fantasy league tight end" and not "the Giant's tight end." You've gotta love that. The only downside to the story is that Shockey was drinking water. Why couldn't he have been drinking tequila straight from the bottle and making cocktail waitresses two at a time?