I fondly remember the endless poker games at Shane's house, and the tournaments he and Paula hosted. Shane, perhaps, was the only person I've ever known that enjoyed poker as much as I did. I miss those weekly games and all the fun we had. I watched the Saints win the Superbowl at Shane's house, something that will always be a great memory to have. So sorry for your loss and rest in peace my friend, I'll remember the poker, the NFL draft, the discussions about beer and our ever ongoing debates over the multiple fantasy football leagues we played in together. Thanks for your kindness and generosity with shipping me beer from all of your journeys and always talking fantasy football.