A guy walks into a bar...

(image caption) Glen Mason's football makes a "pffffffftttt" sound. Apparently, so does his wallet. (image courtesy MN State Legislature archives)


A guy walks into a downtown Minneapolis bar and sits down.

A few moments later, a party of four arrive and sit at an adjacent table. The foursome includes University of Minnesota football coach Glen Mason, Mason's son, Mason's daughter, and a fourth individual (adult male).

All four order alcoholic beverages. The Mason trio all order Grey Goose martinis.

Later, Glen Mason asked for a glass of water from his server. A couple of minutes later, the server returns with the glass of water. Mason replies, "What? Did this water come all the way from the Marriot?", referring to his perception of slow service.

After the party finished their lone cocktails, the bill was requested. Upon receiving the bill, the fourth individual announced that he would pick up the tab. No one argued.

Glen Mason makes $1.3 million a year -- I only hope the fourth guy makes substantially more.

Disgusted as I was after witnessing this display, I bit my tongue enough not to ask Mason an embarassing question about his embarassing football team in front of his group.

But know that I wanted to.