On Friday JohnLocke and I set out to find the underground legend of Philly Mike Kafka. We hit the city of brotherly love on a mission, hoping for an interview, a picture or potentially the opportunity to be his wingman. I bring you the thrilling conclusion to Where in The World Is Mike Kakfa(hhhhh')?
After a handle of Jager and several failed attempts we ended up at Mad River located in the heart of Ol' City Philly. Mad River's from NYC to Philly, commonly featured on BarStool, have turned into a popular destination for athletes. After bossing our way into a private upstairs party we came across some Eagles players including wide receiver Jeremy Maclin and Brent Celek.... but no Kafka. We had no choice but to shift our focus to Maclin. Maclin posted up against the wall for the night with his bodyguard/boy/300+lb animal, close by his side. Unlike pretty-boy Russel Wilson, Maclin was getting sauced. Throwing a few back with the occasional Philly paper chaser grinding his way. I approached Maclin for a quick Green Line interview and like my cougar pickup attempts throughout night, was quickly denied. Dude wouldn't even take a picture.I turned my Jets snapback around in his face to show him my allegiance and Locke snapped a pic regardless. Needless to say Maclin and his entourage were pretty fuckin' pissed, pointing us out the whole night. JMac especially had a vendetta with Locke, at one point tension was escalating so fast the possibility of a brawl wasn't out of the question. But we raged on never phased. JMac on the other hand, dude was straight flustered and without a question we were living in his head...
Evidence????
On Sunday the Eagles blew a 20-3 lead to the 49'ers. With under two minutes to go Maclin caught a pass from Vick and had an open field in front of him. Without a single 49'er touching him Maclin inexplicably fumbled and turned the ball over. The Eagles never got the ball back and went on to lose dropping the "Dream Team's" record to 1-3. Don't fuck with the Green Line JMac.
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