Kerry Collins has beat down bad.  He’s been at the top and he’s been in the bottom of the bottle.  He’s had nights he can’t remember (thanks to the concussions) and days he’d just as soon forget.  Hell, he once had to work in Oakland.  He’s had a life darned near picture perfect for a country song.

That’s why Collins won’t be taking the real estate license exam in Tennessee any time soon.  (Well, that and the housing market.)  Instead, he’s hooking up with Nashville’s finest and aiming at a county songwriting career after he’s done receiving concussions through more violent means.

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