I love it when the newspaper teaches me new things. Today it taught me swagger-jack.
Tennessee running back LenDale White says the Panthers are stealing the Smash & Dash moniker with which he came up. White says he and backfield partner Chris Johnson are Smash and Dash, and Carolina's that DeAngelo Williams and Jonathan Stewart have appropriated the term.
"I've been swacked," LenDale says. "If you guys don't know what that is, that's swagger-jacked, and I can't believe that happened to me, man. Somebody would mess with my whole swag, and that's not cool."
Tell it, LenDale. Because if anybody even thinks about swagger-jacking me, it is on.
Downtown Charlotte tried to swagger-jack me Monday night. After I finished my column on Carolina's victory against Tampa Bay, I waited for former colleague Pat Yasinkskas, now with ESPN. com. In the old days, the writer that finished first would say, "It's a daily." These aren't the old days and the term doesn't work any more. But I said it anyway.
I drove Pat back to the Marriott. We still had 15 minutes until last call, so we hit Champions, Pat still carrying his laptop. Last call already had been given. We ran across the street to Hooters. Same thing.
The Panthers just played one of the great games in team history, downtown is full of fans, and bars are closing early? Is world class one word or two?
So we tried to come up with a proprietor that would appreciate the significance of the evening and his role in it. Connelly's on 5th, I suggested.
Connelly's was perfect. The bar was open, the lights were low, which is how every Irish bar should be, and despite the crowd, the bartender made sure everybody had a drink.
He was professional, the institution was professional and, walking out, I was thrilled to discover my swagger had not been jacked.
Thank you, Connelly's. And thank you, LenDale.