2) It will have numbers on the front shoulder.
---John Vogl the Buffalo News"
Hilarious. I guess it isn't just everyone else that is sick of these Massholes even their own writers are sick of the these douche bag Patriot/Red Sox fans.Hey Patriots [team stats] fans - stop whining!
What’s with this bereavement thing, just because Hollywood Tom Brady [stats] got hurt?
The reaction around here to Brady’s mishap has been so over the top, the only thing missing has been the deployment of grief counselors at local sports bars. Have they posted a sign yet on the Sagamore Bridge, saying “Suicide Is Not the Answer - No. 12 Will Be Back in 2009. Order Your DirecTV NFL Total Package Now.”
It’s a good thing Brady wrecked his knee on the field and not in an auto accident somewhere. Can you imagine what the size of that roadside memorial would have been? Every fat loser in New England would be unsteadily rising from the couch in his mom’s basement. It would have been like a funeral procession to the scene of the tragedy, where they would all be draping their XXX-L No. 12 Patriots sweatshirts over the thousands of candles, teddy bears and empty 40-ouncers.
Hey, fans, get over it. You should care as much about Tom Brady as he cares about you, which is to say, not at all.
You know about the thrill of victory, now get used to the agony of defeat.
It’s amazing to see how fast a bandwagon can stop in its tracks. At 1 p.m. Sunday this was the most asked question in New England:
“Do you think WE can go undefeated again this year?”
Three hours later, this was the number-one question in the Land of the Front Runners:
“What are THEY going to do now?”
It’s not only Bill Belichick who’s become a “genius” riding on Brady’s back. Through absolutely no fault of their own, that part of the media known as “Shillville” has cashed in big-time these last few years. The jock sniffers get their ratings and they high-five one another, like the big numbers actually have something to do with their insipid cheerleading.
Host number one: I love Tom Brady, man!
Host number two: I love him more than you do!
Host number one: Rah rah rah-
Host number two: - Sis-boom-bah.
There is no joy in Shillville. Mighty Brady has struck out.
I know, it’s so sad, because the Patriots are a “dynasty.” Some dynasty, considering that they haven’t won the Super Bowl since the last time George W. Bush won an election. But in Shillville seldom is heard a discouraging word. Two years ago, the dynasty got a giant bone in its throat against the Colts, and then last year in Arizona - well, let’s not talk about the “undefeated” team, lest the grief counselors have to be called out yet again.
Then there’s Coach Belichick, whose effervescent personality lights up the world, as they say, like a three-watt bulb. It is premature to begin referring to him as the Cinderella of the NFL? I mean, his team has turned into a pumpkin four years in a row now.
But look on the bright side, all of you Pats fans still living at home in your mom’s basement. The Red Sox [team stats] may yet force another lame victory parade on the city this year, but at least there won’t be any post-Super Bowl riots this February in Kenmore Square, or at Zoo Mass.
No stupid bets between Mumbles and some other idiotic mayor.
No flights out of Logan to Tampa diverted to Raleigh because of drunken Pats fans brawling in the aisles or locking themselves in the restroom for a smoke.
No Super Bowl victory parades with stoned teenagers from the suburbs phoning in bomb threats to their local high schools so they can come into the city to get loaded and vomit on their shoes. No media toadies, like the dweeby 65-inch-high former Pop Warner League waterboy jumping onto a float with a station sales weasel and then waving at the falling-down drunks lining the streets like it was their sycophantic station that actually won the big game.
I know, Tom Brady is a role model. He knocked up his girlfriend, then abandoned her for the supermodel. No wonder you want your kid to wear his jersey. No wonder you want to put his team’s flag up in front of your house, in case anyone in the neighborhood was wondering who you were rooting for.
Nothing to see here, grief counselors. Move along.
The o-line looked good Sunday but it didn't look great. Marshawn had good numbers but he struggled at times as did Fred Jackson. With Walker at his natural position and Peters, a probowler, back at LT this could potentially get much better.
