Receive Weekly Email and Text Message Updates:
Sign up for latest info on concerts, dining, promotions and more!
Go!

Most Popular

National Features >

  • City Pages

    Michele Bachmann, Unmuzzled

    You don't need to read Sarah Palin's book to hear the ravings of a mad woman.

    By Matt Snyders

  • Miami New Times

    Pimp Daddy

    The rise and fall of a chubby sex-cult leader.

    By Natalie O'Neill

  • Riverfront Times

    Babe 'n' Arms

    Tom was a hot-tempered cross-dresser with a garage full of guns--and then he became Rachel.

    By Nicholas Phillips

  • Dallas Observer

    The Fight for Texas

    Rick Perry and Kay Bailey Hutchison are locked in a battle over the soul of the GOP. They're also running for governor.

    By Sam Merten

Best Gridiron Wild Child

Share

  • rss

Published on May 11, 2005

Randy Moss

Oakland Raiders

First, you notice the hair, a towering rebel 'fro tamed for formal interviews by dapper cornrows. Next, you notice the hands, giant sticky mitts designed to lock onto pigskin missiles. Then, of course, you notice the attitude and the exploits, on the field and off. Moss pretended to moon Green Bay fans during the playoffs. He was arrested in 2002 for knocking over a traffic officer who had impeded the path of his Lexus. He's been called a nut case, a circus freak, a cancer of team chemistry. Still, he may be the best wide receiver in the world (apologies to Terrell Owens). Since signing with the Oakland Raiders this March, Moss has given every indication that he'll live up to his renegade talent ... on the field and off. His first day in town, he caused a furor by arriving in a stretch limo with a seven-motorcycle police escort. Oh yeah, that Raiders jersey will fit perfectly.