Well, that was the game of the century. Probably the millennium. I used to wonder who was the greatest quarterback of all time. Dan Marino? Joe Namath? Johnny Unitas?
Now we know. No more need for guessing. Tom Brady is that man. This was poetry in motion. We’ll probably never see a game like this ever again.
OK, now for some random thoughts (in no particular order).
1. The Left is still in major freak-out mode. The “curse of Trump” was supposed to doom his team. It’s well known that Bob Kraft (the owner of the Pats), Bill Belicheck and Brady are friends with Trump. But the President predicted that New England would win by eight. They won by six. (I’m beginning to think that this guy is preternatural.) Still, the pollsters were using computer models showing that based on the stats of the first half, the Patriots had only a 1% chance of winning. (Sound familiar?)
2. Needless to say, because “Trump’s Team”, social media were exploding in orgasms of joy. There was even a racial aspect to it. Ugly as it was, many were cheering the fact that the Patriots were losing badly. Why? Because they are the most white team in the NFL. And they were losing badly. (So for all those proglibs who impute racism automatically to institutions, watch what you say. You might want to consider your own inherent racism.)
3. The needless propaganda. I don’t know who the geniuses who hired those ad agencies and told them to amp up the anti-American, anti-traditionalist bigotry were, but they need to be fired forthwith. That lumber commercial? What the hell was that about? Some poor campesino has the right to break our laws and get on Welfare? The Budweiser commercial? I seriously doubt that the handsome, very European-looking, blue-eyed Adolphus Busch was bruited about as he walked the mean streets of New York City back in the 1850s. The silly soap-box derby commercial for Audi? Keep it up folks. Make sure that your exemplars are pretty, blond, upper-crust families while all the baddies are chubby little white boys who were MAGA hats. Great idea talking down to half the nation. Ask Colin Kaeperninck how that’s going for him.
4. Lady Gaga came to her senses. A perfect example of someone holding up their finger to the wind and gaging the direction correctly (as opposed to those ad agencies). One of her handlers probably got to her and told her to just shut up and sing. And she did. Truth be told, I don’t follow modern pop singers at all and Lady Gaga would have never been my cup of tea even if I had, but I got to hand it to her: she is talented and for the first time in a long time, I truly enjoyed the half-time show. If she came up with the idea on her own then I’d say she’s one smart cookie. Unlike washed up old hags like Madonna, she’s got another good twenty years, so it wouldn’t make sense to pull an Audi and alienate half the country. They know your politics; good on you; you’ve a right to your opinions and the millions who voted for Trump also have a right to theirs. It’s that simple –Democracy 101. They also appreciated that you did what an entertainer is supposed to do —entertain. (I know, it’s shocking. Somebody better tell Meryl Streep that. If I want her opinion, I’ll knock it out of her.)
That’s about all.