I'm relentless can you feel this I'm going all in it's time to cash in one moment in time

let's get at this be tremendous

relentless I'm relentless.

Here we go. This is the Skip Ayla show. Episode 63. This is the Skip Ayla show.

Episode 63. This is the un-undisputed. Everything I cannot share with you during the 2-1-half-hour

Go for the Throat Debate Show that is undisputed. Today I will take you inside my NFL draft weekend nightmare that wound up with a

shockingly happy ending. Today I will take you way inside little Wayne's brother-brother relationship with

Chris Paul and how CP3's injury the other night had little Wayne in tears. Today I will finally give white NFL

owners at least a little bit of credit for at least a little bit of racial progress.

And finally today I will put myself on a psychiatrist's couch.

I will do a skip bailis on skip bailis.

But first up as always, it is not to be skipped.

One of my wife, Ernestine's all-time favorite movies back in the 1980s was called After Hours,

directed by Martin Scorsese.

I didn't love After Hours, but I thought of after hours this past weekend because I felt

like I was in the surreal after hours in the real hours, which is a very dark comedy, a manic comedy.

Griffin Dunn suffers through a long crazed night of misadventures in New York City that don't end until the sun comes up.

That was my last Thursday night, Friday night, and Saturday going into the night as the NFL draft took

me on a long and crazed surreal ride. You might remember last week's podcast, last week on undisputed, I

rhapsodized about Dalton Ken Cay to tight end I had identified for my Dallas

Cowboys back on the night of October 15th as I watched USC Utah mostly because I was watching Caleb Williams who probably will be next year's

number one overall pick.

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