People ask The Count all the time, “Dude. The Cape. What gives?” Truth is, it goes back to an unfortunate night in Laredo, Texas, back when The Count still shot tequila, and he really had no choice because the Wolfman jumped up on a bar and yelled, “All you bi*****, drink my shots!” And, well, can’t say no to the Wolfman. The rest of that night is a fog. The next thing anybody knew, the cops broke in and busted The Count for buying drinks for underage souls. TMZ showed up with cameras. The Count grabbed his jacket, draped it over his head like a cape as he tried to run out the door. It was all over the tabloids. But the cape look stuck. Anyways, ever wonder how many sports stars today would grab a cape to put over their head if they could? I mean, Lawrence Taylor – now THERE’s a guy who needed a cape. We count down . . .
10. Probably not what Roger Goodell was hoping he’d say
L.T. was alternately one of the NFL’s greatest players