Really Michael Vick? Really?

On Friday, renown dog fighter/tax evader (and part-time NFL quarterback) Michael Vick celebrated his 30th birthday party at a Virginia Beach night club. The end of the night was unfortunately marred by gunfire. Vick initially told authorities that he and his entourage were long gone before the shooting took place. But spokesman for the Guadalajara restaurant Allen Fabijan provided footage of Vick and his entourage leaving the night club exactly three minutes before the shooting.

So that's shady, right? But perhaps Vick meant he was gone and had no idea that a shooting took place. That's not lying, really. Sure, Vick has lied to the police, the owner of the Atlanta Falcons, and NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell in the past, but this is the rehabilitated Michael Vick. That was probably just a semantics discrepancy. I mean, Falcons WR Roddy White backed up Vick's story. So there's some additional credibility.

So who got shot at this shindig? Some random who shelled out the $50 for the privilege of attending the birthday of a convicted felon? No, it was apparently his good pal Quanis Phillips, who testified against Vick in the trial for his infamous dog fighting ring. Phillips also apparently was involved in slapping Vick's fiancee's hand as she fed him birthday cake, which made her smear some cake on Vick's face. So, a guy who testified against you and then got your wife to smush cake into your face got shot three minutes after you left that night?

Oh, boy.

This looks really bad, even by Michael Vick's standards. Looks like he might not get to throw mediocre passes for the Philadelphia Eagles this year, and though nothing official has happened yet, Philadelphia trading Donovan McNabb away to the Redskins suddenly looks a lot stupider.