Sorry guys, Kentucky football can wait. I have a story to tell first. It ties into Josh Allen so don’t worry!
Sunday evening, my great aunt and uncle were in town from Indianapolis. This is always a considerable event. (My uncle Jo “Hobby” Gibbs actually played college ball and was a juggernaut in the post for Vanderbilt in the mid-fifties, averaging 12.3 points and 12.5 rebounds as a senior). Bagels and coffee were on tap for the next morning’s breakfast. A splendid morning spread. Except we were missing a crucial ingredient: cream cheese. Absolute crisis. Seeing that we had a dire situation in front of us, I hopped into my Jeep and flew down Taylorsville road en route to the closest Kroger to acquire the whipped bagel topping.