Beware Hebert’s Wandering Eye In Gang Showers

Zach at THE BIG PICTURE today recounts a recent evening hangin’ (out) with Bobby Hebert. The reason for the rendezvous is not given, but some of Hebert’s activities and anecdotes are detailed. Including this doozy:

Bobby Hebert

The one about the guy who was hung like a clydesdale. Get this: apparently this guy’s wang wouldn’t fit in his jock, and if he had it going down his leg he couldn’t run. So he taped it to his hip, and one time he got hit in the side. He came off the field in agony, and everyone thought it was a hip pointer, until he said “I got my d— taped over here and it just got crushed.”

Zach’s a reliable source, so I’ll go with him on that one. The story reminds me of a beaten into the ground recurring bit on Dan Le Batard’s Miami radio show (WAXY-AM) about Julio Franco’s monstrous manhood.

If you live within 25 miles of the 305, you’ve probably heard this clip 10,000 times already. But if you don’t, it’s worth a listen. It recounts the “delightful tale” of Franco spooking a Latina reporter in Mexico City after demanding to be interviewed while in a Majerus-esque state of repose (highlight: “it was the biggest monster that I’ve ever seen.”).