It was sometime during the last CFL off-season, and I was on the phone with Winnipeg Blue Bombers head honcho, Tim Burke.
I forget what the topic was — odds are it was quarterbacks — but we eventually got around to some small talk.
That was when Burke suggested we get together for a pint when he arrived in Winnipeg a few weeks down the road.
I was a tad surprised, because the last time a Bomber head coach invited me to do anything, it was with the end of a pencil. And he wasn’t being friendly about it.
I never did take Burke up on his offer, because I sensed it might interfere with my job. I suspected I’d end up liking the guy.
That can get in the way when it comes time to cut up the job he’s doing, and that’s a cardinal sin in this business.
But as the Bombers hurtle through one of the worst seasons in franchise history, I have a confession to make.
I ended up liking Tim Burke, anyway, even though we didn’t go for that beer.