Sean Payton Isn’t Sorry About Drinking Your Wine

Nestled within the usual array of lofty Peter King coffee talk on the NFL is an amusing tale of revenge with undertones most oaky about Saints head coach Sean Payton and his former employer, Jerry Jones. With the pro football ruling class converging on Indianapolis for the Scouting Combine, such a decidedly unglamorous city is bound to have its sparse high-end resources stretched thin. So when Saints officials got a private room at the famed St. Elmo Steakhouse, a loose-lipped employee let slip that the Cowboys owner had called ahead to specifically reserve that very room, along with a bottle of a pricy cabernet sauvignon, of which the restaurant had only one remaining.↵↵Naturally, Sean Payton demanded the bottle. The waiter tried to demur, but Payton insisted on having it. Through sheer power of will and possibly a surprise onside kick, the coach got what he wanted, only to top the gustatory triumph with a hearty bit of rich man’s trash talk.↵

↵↵⇥Here came the bottle of Caymus Special Selection, and the Saints’ party drained it.↵⇥↵⇥But drinking Jones’ wine wasn’t enough. Payton gave the waiter some instructions, took out his pen ... and, well, the Cowboys party found at the middle of their table the next evening an empty magnum of Caymus Special Selection cabernet sauvignon, with these words hand-written on the fancy label:↵⇥

↵⇥↵⇥WHO DAT!↵⇥
↵⇥World Champions XLIV↵⇥
↵⇥Sean Payton↵⇥

↵↵Yes, Sean Payton is the new Zorro. He leads wild adventures, quaffs the finest wines, embarrasses his enemies and leaves an extravagant calling card in his wake. Try as you might to stop him, he’s always one sip ahead.↵