MSN- Rob Ryan was wrapping up his third and final preseason with the New Orleans Saints last year when a federal worker received a strange tip on her voicemail about the team's colorful defensive coordinator.
Rob Ryan was the target for a potential attack by two men indicted for very serious crimes, and the story of how police found out about the conspiracy is extremely interesting.
As told by The New Orleans Advocate, a woman who moved to New Orleans last year had a new cell phone and kept receiving phone calls from a local number she did not recognize. The caller even left a voicemail on her phone, and it was in that message that Ryan, who was then the New Orleans Saints’ defensive coordinator, was discussed as a target for a potential ambush.
“He don’t got no security,” said a garbled voice, according to a court document obtained by The New Orleans Advocate. “He’s just a regular football coach. … He ain’t … big … like (rapper) Lil Wayne or nobody … that got bodyguards everywhere.”
The woman turned the voice message over to police, who then alerted Ryan and the Saints. Police also began watching out for Ryan to protect him. Two men are suspected of being the ones plotting to hold up Ryan, though a grand jury did not indict them on that specific charge.
You know, in fairness, his defense was feloniously bad. Personally I would have waited until the regular season began before I started considering vigilante justice, but I'm certainly not going to act like Rob Ryan's historically porous unit never gave me violent thoughts. Now, those thoughts never led to me devising a plan to jump my favorite football team's defensive coordinator, but I can see how they could lead two career criminals to do so. I never had the itch to pick up the phone, dial any old number, and discuss the vulnerabilities of a public figure with a stranger's voicemail, but who am I to tell people to deal with football induced disappointment? If there was going to be one team that drove it's fans to go flat out homicidal it would be last year's New Orleans Saints.
In all seriousness, I am glad that these idiots happened to call the oh-so-rare person that still listens to voicemails from unknown numbers in 2016. As many times as Rob Ryan's ineptitude made me want to wrap my hands around (at least half of his) neck, he's still too damn lovable to be on the wrong end of an ambush. Think about how many people would ultimately have their bar experience negatively affected if Rob Ryan didn't feel safe casually wandering around NOLA. Shit, I have reason to believe 'Rolling Rock' would have lost at least half it's local carriers if it's biggest loyalist wasn't drinking every dive bar in the city out of their entire stock on a weekly basis. Gotta take every threat of assault seriously. Especially when it's potentially aimed at a guy that every self respecting man would LOVE to toss back a cold one with...