Warren Sapp Murdered Me -- Again

No, Warren, not again….noooooooooo, don't do it, Killa! 

Too late. I'm dead. 

The big news from Las Vegas this week, outside of the guy who climbed the Sphere, is that Warren Sapp definitely hasn't forgotten the drama that played out back in August when the QB Killa wanted me fired for my report on his airplane drama. 

The story goes, from a passenger on the plane, that Sapp was acting like an idiot; Sapp denied it and decided he was going to murder me for writing about the DJs claims. There were several back-and-forths with the DJ, me, Sapp and the DJ, the DJ and me. 

It was chaos. 

Warren Sapp has done it again. He murdered me in the fall and he murdered me again from Las Vegas. (Photo by Craig Jones/Getty Images)

Thursday, on Radio Row in Las Vegas, OutKick's great NFL Senior Reporter Armando Salguero asked Sapp about the incident where the Pro Football Hall of Famer kept me on the phone for nearly 50 minutes (I had to tell Warren that I needed to go get my kids from school and, to his credit, he completely understood and agreed to stop holding me hostage).

The Killa definitely hadn't forgotten about me. The words barely came out of Salguero's mouth and Sapp was instantly transported back to that August afternoon where we had a conversation I'll never forget.  

And then he did it ---- Sapp murdered me again from Las Vegas. 

"I wanted to know your policy on one-source reporting," Sapp told Salguero. "This guy only had one source and then wrote all kind of madness. If you're gonna write something that belligerent about somebody like me, which I'm a public figure, I don't mind –- Jesus Christ is the only perfect man to walk the Earth; walked on water, turned water to wine, fed 500 with two fish and a loaf of bread and they hung him on a cross – I'm good, I'm good.

"Ain't nothin' about me perfect. Until we all without sinnin' let's stop this pulpit'n." 

"I'm a lover, not a fighter. Trust me, these hands were made for Sundays and Mondays between the lines," Sapp concluded with a laugh.

All kidding aside about Warren killing me in a literal sense or calling my boss in New York City to have me fired, this will go down as one of my proudest moments in my career. Are you kidding me? There I was in the man cave with SportsCenter on in the background and one of the greatest NFL defensive tackles in the history of the sport was berating me. 

It was heaven. 

In my early years on the Internet, I probably would've folded and been completely freaked out by the incident. Now, after 16 years on the Internet, these are bucket list moments for my career. I have a recording of Warren Sapp unloading on me for 50 minutes that I can share with my kids later in life. 

Kids, I had some moments over my career. 

Actually, Juice, I've been laughing about it for months. My friends will mention how Sapp murdered me. I'll have family members ask me about Sapp murdering me. My dad gets a kick out of this stuff. 

I'll say it again: 

Emotions = content

Content = pageviews

Pageviews = paychecks

Thank you to Sapp, Donovan McNabb and Armando for rekindling one of my favorite moments of 2023. Good times. Love it.