I was dropping off a fare at the Paris Hotel Casino, when a man with a suitcase came up to my cab.  He wanted to go to the airport.  I explained to him that he had to go to the doorman taxi stand to catch a cab.  This man had a doorman come over, and the doorman told me to take him, as he was Mr. Jim McMahon.  As he got into the cab I noticed his Superbowl Ring.  As we drove to the airport and he told me he came to Vegas several times a month, and had to fly to Oakland, but would be back it a couple days.  We never spoke of football, but I will tell everyone he was a very nice person.  As I got his bag out of the trunk, he paid the fare and shook my hand.  I told him it was great to have him in my cab, as I loved his dad Ed when he was on Johnny Carson.  Mr. McMahon got a funny look on his face and walked off.   Jim it was a joke!