Just Win Baby! The New England patriots
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by user Josh Q. Public
Josh Q. Public: Are you ready? Are you ready for this? Are you hanging on the edge of your seat? -Queen
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OK, here we go! Roll Pats, roll! Your faith was strong but you needed proof. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Leonard Cohen style. Is that enough proof for ya? Huh? Is it? I had to wait a little bit for this one. Let it sit in for this one. Soak up all that good gravy for this one. Get all that flavor that you savor. Watch all the highlights ad nauseum. Watch LT cry like a little girl. Over and over. Makes it that much sweeter. Here is what the good folks over at Barstool Sports had to say about the Touchdown Maker’s antics:
I sort of equate it to wrestling. You can’t have a signature dance or prop and not expect it to get used against you if things go bad. I mean the Honky Tonk Man knew there was always a chance that somebody would take his guitar and smash it over his head. If you’re going to perform a sack dance every two seconds and run your mouth about how you’re going to knock out Tom Brady then be prepared for the consequences if you lose. That’s exactly what happened.
I couldn’t have said it better myself. Yes I could have, but they thought of it first.
What can Brown do for you? Win football games. That’s what. Football players play football. Players make plays. Troy Brown plays football. Troy Brown makes plays. Troy Brown has been playing football for the New England Patriots for fourteen seasons. Troy Brown has been making plays in nineteen playoff appearances. Sunday he made another play. A big one. We are Marshall! Sunday, Troy Brown made the biggest play of the game. You saw it. When you saw it, was it then you knew the game was over? All over. Was it then you heard Johnny Most in your little head? Heard Johnny Most saying: “And there’s a steal by Bird, over to D.J.“ Richard Seymour: “If there’s one guy I look up to, it’s Troy Brown.” That makes two of us Richard, that makes two of us.
Bend don’t break baby, bend don’t break. Let’s hear it for the defense. It seemed like every drive, the Chargers were in Patriots territory. Push ‘em back, hit ‘em hard, make ‘em fight for every yard! It seemed like every drive, the Chargers came up short. Maybe that’s what LT should be crying about. The Patriots are the best defense in the red zone. The Patriots are the second best defense in points allowed. Bend don’t break baby, bend don’t break!
Richard Seymour looks up to Troy Brown. Me too. I also look up to Mr. Tom Brady. I’m not the only one. Heath Evans: “That’s Tom Brady. He’s the one guy we don’t ever worry about.” No you don’t Heath, no you don’t. When Troy Brown stole the ball and it was over, all over, was there any doubt that Tom Brady was taking the Patriots to the Promised Land? Mister, he ain’t a boy, no, he’s a man. And he believes in a Promised Land.” Bruce Springsteen style. Was there? C’mon, you know there wasn’t. You knew. I knew. The Chargers knew. Most of all, Tom Brady knew. He knew those three picks meant nothing. He knew his 57.6 QB rating wasn’t the number that mattered. Just like he knows the Pro Bowl isn’t the Bowl that matters. Tom Brady knew what he was going to do. How couldn’t he? He’s done it before. And before that and before that. He’s pulled a Jack Bauer and came back in the fourth quarter 24 times in the regular season. He’s done it six times in the post season. He did it again Sunday. You saw it. You knew there was going to be no OT. Throws the perfect strike to Crazy Eyes Caldwell. Ball game. Go Go Gostowski for three. Go Go Gostkowski becomes the first rookie to kick a game-winning field goal in the playoffs since the 1970 season. Adam who? Tom Brady continues his legend. Right now, he is the best football player in the world. You cannot convince me otherwise. I’m picking a football team today, I’m picking Tom Brady. I’ll give you the next three picks. When all is said and done, when you’re playing trot trot to Boston, trot trot to Lynn with your grandkids, you’ll be telling them how you saw the greatest football player who ever lived. You’ll tell them you saw Tom Brady. Roll Pats, roll!
One more thing. I keep hearing how the Colts are the Detroit Pistons. Biding their time for the right moment to beat the powerhouse Celtics and get to the NBA Finals. I’m not biting. First of all, know this: McHale doesn’t get hurt, there are no Detroit Pistons. Secondly, I think Peyton Manning and the Indianapolis Colts are more like Dominique and the Atlanta Hawks. Peyton, the Human Highlight Reel. Making all those highlights. Chasing his pleasures here. Digging his treasures there. But never breaking on through to the other side. Jim Morrison style.
Peace out homies. Six Two and Even! josh q. public
