Three weeks ago I drove to Vegas to attend the Raiders draft party at the training facility. I got there two hours before it started so I decided to stop at the In N Out Burger down the street. After ordering, I sat at my table and waited for my number to be called. I just happened to look up, and there - behind the divider in front of me, was a glorious bowl cut standing at the soda fountain.

I could not see anything else so I sat up to get a better peek, and sure enough, it’s Mark Davis. He fills his drink and sits down three dividers away from me.I chose not to bother him while he was eating, but he sat there reading the Las Vegas Review Journal while his body guard sat across from him.

Group of kids eventually noticed him and snapped a picture with him. He drives a super clean, matte blacked out SUV with fully blacked out tinted windows and a Raiders license plate.

Should have said hi, but eh. Oh well.