By Kelly Dearmore
By Jim Schutze
By Rachel Watts
By Lauren Drewes Daniels
By Anna Merlan
By Lee Escobedo
By Alice Laussade
Shaver was already the greatest living Texas songwriter, and now he's perhaps the greatest country music pistolero of all time. Here are some rivals for that throne:
The Shooter: Johnny Rodriguez
The Shootee: Israel "Bosco" Borrego, a small-time criminal and Rodriguez's Kato Kaelin-like cook/houseboy.
What happened: After a day and night of drinking, Rodriguez came upon an equally soused Borrego in the kitchen of Rodriguez's house at 4 a.m., where the soon-to-be-dead man was preparing unauthorized breakfast tacos. Rodriguez testified that Borrego lunged at him, whereupon the singer opened fire.
The Motive: Quite likely plain ol' sloppy drunkenness.
The Aftermath: Rodriguez was acquitted on all charges, despite the testimony of a policeman who said he came upon the scene and found an inebriated Rodriguez kicking the wounded man on the floor of his kitchen.
The Shootee: Some guy in a bar—see a pattern?—in rural Ohio
The Motive: The Paycheck incident is very much like Shaver's. Legend has it that Paycheck and his victim were disputing the relative merits of turtle soup vs. venison when Paycheck finally had enough. "I don't like you, and I'm going to mess you up," he is alleged to have said, before shooting the man in the head. Fortunately, Paycheck's pistol was a piece of crap, and the victim was able to remove the slug from his own skull. Again with the Shaver similarities. What are the odds that two of the countriest singers of all time would both be discharged from the same branch of the armed services for the same reason and then go on to shoot guys in the head in barroom fights and have both their victims live? On second thought, those odds probably aren't as long as I thought. The Aftermath: Paycheck was convicted of shooting the man and spent two years in prison.
The Shootee: Technically, none. Jones shot at a few people—including Tammy Wynette and best friend Earl "Peanut" Montgomery—but his aim was never true. Our favorite was the time Peanut announced he would no longer drink with Jones as he had found God. "See if your God can save you now, Peanut," Jones snarled as he snapped off a few pistol shots at Montgomery, who was seated in his car just a few feet away. Luckily, Jones' vocal range was infinitely more precise.
The Motive: Bad craziness. Jones was strung out on Jack Daniel's and cocaine at the time.
The Aftermath: Nothing all that drastic, since he always missed. Eventually, Jones got tired of being insane and sobered up, relatively speaking. He's had a few car wrecks and DWIs since then but has had the good sense to leave his guns at home. And today, he even has his own university. Don't believe us? You can look it up at www.georgejonesuniversity.net.