I went to a whorehouse in Singapore with Rocky Bleier in 1973. Maybe it was 1978. Either way, you should remember that Bleier was a tough NFL running back that helped the Steelers win all those championships in the seventies. And this was AFTER he caught fifteen pounds of shrapnel with his ass in ‘Nam. Real tough sonuvabitch, that Bleier. Find me a player that will suit up after washing his own car in today’s game. Didn’t think you could.

One summer the old Rock decided to head back to Slant-Eyes Central for some R-and-R, and when I caught wind of his plans, I knew I had to go along. I needed to get away; things with the first wife had gone to hell in a hand basket and I had some vacation time at the magazine that I needed to use. I think Rocky was just looking to score one last scoop of Saigon ‘tang, and I thought I could benefit from a taste of some myself. So there we were, a couple of old warbirds taking a shortcut through the backalleys of Singapore, on a special quest to quench the oldest of mankind’s thirsts.

The building was called the Gold And Black Dragon, and the exterior could probably pass for one of those mid-rise office buildings today. It looked brand new, but we didn’t make the trip for the architecture. “It’s the best brothel in Singapore,” a mutual friend had told us. “They have the best ass in the far East for sure.” Rocky and I waltzed through the front door without a second thought. That was a mistake.

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