Why am I not a Brady fan? And no, I do not care who he sleeps with, where he vacations or what he does with his hair.
The man makes over $20 million per year and he lets a charity buy him multiple new Audis that ring out at almost $100,000.
He never says anything wrong. But he also let Welker take the total blame on that pass. Sure, Welker should have caught it, but it’s not as if it was a perfect throw. Welker had to go through contortions to twist around for the attempt.
Afterwards, Brady said he loved Welker and wanted to keep throwing to No. 83. But he conspicuously stopped short of saying it might have been a better pass. Would that have killed you?
Then there’s that monstrosity he just built in California—in the middle of a generational recession. The thing has turrets, for God’s sake. Turrets!
If Brady weren’t so successful and good-looking we’d be calling him tacky. Oh, I am calling him tacky. Next.
Were the Patriots captains absent the day that sportsmanship was taught? After the Super Bowl coin toss, Justin Tuck held his hand out to one of the Pats and was ignored. He held it out again. And was ignored. We don’t know which Pat it was because he was off camera and the media has completely ignored the incident.
This is perfectly bookended by Bill Belichick blowing off NBC after the game. Wow.
And what’s with Robert Kraft’s kids? Now, that man has class. This has probably been one of the worst years of Mr. Kraft’s life. His hard work during tremendous personal tragedy is one of the only reasons that we had football in 2011 and he supports his team unconditionally all the way to the Super Bowl.
And when the Hail Mary hit the turf Kraft was left standing all by himself in the suite as his own family ignored him and consoled each other. Excuse me? That kind of callous insensitivity runs through the franchise.
It’s cold in New England and I don’t mean the weather. Lawyer Milloy, Ty Law, Ted Johnson, Mike Vrabel, Richard Seymour—all kicked out of town. And they are all bitter about it. You can tell when they are interviewed. I never understood exactly why all of them seemed so disillusioned; after all, every player knows it’s coming at some point.
Then we hit Super Bowl week. Belichick lets Tiquan Underwood come to town, do media day, take the team photo and cut the logo into his hair—then cuts him the night before the game, to activate a D-lineman who never stepped foot on the field.
Just because something is perfectly legal and can be lamely explained away as a “routine” pregame roster move does not make it the right thing to do.
(Ironic trivia: DE Alex Silvestro was a Rutgers teammate of Underwood’s.)
I finally understood the depth of the ice in the Patriot Way when I learned about Kevin Faulk. For years I have watched the player I call “Mr. Third Down” devastate opposing defenses. All the man did was make first downs, even when every defensive player had to know he was going to get the ball.
When he was injured in 2010, I expected Faulk to retire. But he fought through and came back, starting to contribute his usual third-down magic in the second half of the season. He was completely healthy and made the trip to Indy. He, too, made the round of photos and media.
And Belichick scratched him the morning of the game. Worse, New England did their exit physicals after the Super Bowl. When Faulk had his physical, all of the trainers came up and hugged him. And that’s how Mr. Third Down found out he was no longer a Patriot.