To all the New England Patriots haters, keep this in mind. There are 31 other teams Tom Brady could’ve ended up on that would now be the most hated team in football. Imagine, you could all be hating the Jets. Or the Browns. Or even the Rams. Kansas City, anyone? Then again, even a QB as great as THE GOAT can only be as good as what he’s surrounded with. What if the tables had been turned and any of the other 31 NFL quarterbacks were THE GOAT instead of Tom Brady? Imagine, you could all be hating Aaron Rodgers, Ben Roethlisberger or Drew Brees. Patrick Mahomes or Jared Goff anyone? Oh wait. Those two haven’t played long enough to be THE GOAT.
When five rounds had passed and he had yet to be selected in the NFL draft, Tom Brady was pissed. Rightfully so. He knew he had something to offer some team. At that time it may not have been much. But he knew someday it would be the world. The Patriots almost passed him up. Thanks to Dick Rehbein, a Patriots assistant coach at the time who convinced Bill Belichick to draft Brady, that changed everything.
It only took one person to believe. One person to believe in Tom Brady. Dick was that person. And here we are today. Getting ready for another Super Bowl.
There will never be another GOAT. Not in our lifetime, anyway. I don’t know, maybe one hundred years from now when they’re playing football on Mars some kid will be lighting it up, take his team to twenty Super Bowls, win every game and play until he’s ninety. Who knows?
Someday what we know as this Patriots team with Tom Brady at the helm will be no more. THE GOAT will retire, Bill will follow suit. Some quarterback will have some extremely big shoes to fill. We all know this. It’s a part of life. Until that time, we sit back and enjoy the ride. May greatness reign.
What if the tables were turned?
What if the country of Mexico said they were sick of Americans visiting their resorts in Cancun, Acapulco and Tijuana? What if they said they were sick of college kids driving down from San Diego for spring break? What if they said they don’t want any Americans working in their country? What if President Obrador declared he was building a wall to keep Americans out? Although that wouldn’t prevent anyone from flying to Mexico or arriving by water.
What if the country of Canada said they were sick of Americans living in America and working in Canada? What if they said they were sick of Americans immigrating to Canada? What if they said they were sick of Americans visiting their country, spending their American dollars in such cheesy touristy places such as Niagara Falls? What if Prime Minister Trudeau decided to build a wall to keep Americans out? Although it wouldn’t prevent anyone from flying to Canada or arriving by water.
I wonder how Americans would feel if either of these scenarios happened. I’d bet the majority of us would be angry at the fact that either or both of our bordering countries would want to keep us out of their countries. By building a wall. Even worse. They would want Americans to pay for it.
A wall does nothing. People can go under it. They can go around it. They can go over it. It’s not that people coming to America bothers SHITHOLE. It’s the color of the people’s skin that are coming to America is what bothers the racist motherfucker. If people in the Mexican caravans were blonde and blue-eyed, he could give two fucks. And shit, if they were Russian, he’d fucking adopt them.
Could you imagine what SHITHOLE would be doing right now if he had been “president” when 9/11 happened? My God, he’d probably be planning to place a great dome over America so nobody could get in or out. As if that would be feasible. But that’s how delusional SHITHOLE is. Hence, his “great” idea of a “wall”.
The thought of a wall has become a metaphor. A figurative wall that SHITHOLE has built around himself for protection from America and all those who are investigating him. And there are lots of investigations. For very good reason.
I can guarantee SHITHOLE this much. Between his wall shit and his SHIT DOWN shit, if he even makes it to 2020, (which I doubt he’ll even make it through 2019), I know of at least 800,000 people who won’t be voting for him. Those 800,000 people know a lot of other people. So do the math. Having a SHIT DOWN a year before an election year was not a very wise thing to do. Then again, SHITHOLE is not very wise.
Another year is almost done and amazingly I have yet learned more things that I didn’t know at this time last year!
So for shits and giggles here’s the list:
10. I never thought I would go to NYC twice in one year. But I did.
9. The tree in Rockefeller Center looks a lot bigger on TV.
8. It’s hot and humid in FL whether you visit in July or in September. I knew this already. But I just wanted to mention it for the hell of it.
7. Mary Poppins is much prettier in person
6. There is a really neat Forrest Gump statue at a rest stop somewhere in GA. Box of chocolates included.
5. If you think something is lost, it’s never really lost. It’s just stuck in the empty Christmas tote waiting for you to find it.
4. Never underestimate the child with Asperger’s. Or any child for that matter.
3. Nobody is perfect. But Mr. Rogers was pretty damn close.
2. There’s still a SHITHOLE taking up space in the White House and ruining the country more and more each day
1. Nuts with guns still kill.
On that note, I bid you a (hopefully) peaceful, blessed new year.
Anyone who has had the privilege of seeing the Fred Rogers documentary “Won’t You Be My Neighbor?” will know the significance behind the numbers 143.
I was fortunate enough to receive this DVD as a gift for Christmas and have watched it several times in the past week. The first time I viewed it I was moved to tears. I didn’t realize I’d be bawling each time I saw it. But I was.
If you have not seen this documentary, see it. It may be the best thing you’ve done for yourself in a long time.
The basics of the documentary is a very simple philosophy: A little kindness makes a world of difference.
I won’t give away the secret behind the numbers 143. All I will tell you is that it has a very special meaning. One that we all need to be reminded of every day.
I’m sure in most of our working lives we’ve encountered that one particular co-worker who is the ultimate pain in the ass.
You know the one. They tell constant annoying jokes. Slurp their coffee to no end. Complain about everything from the air temperature to how much work they have to do.
Then there is the one who doesn’t know how to do anything. That’s my co-worker.
It amazes me how this woman has survived in this job for as long as she has. It’s possible that she’s always relied on someone else to get her through. I don’t know. All I do know is that in the six years I’ve known her, I’ve had to show her everything from how to order office supplies to how to print mailing labels. Simple, everyday tasks that any administrative assistant would know how to do. This woman practically needs instructions on how to wipe her ass.
And when I’ve created job aids for her to follow in learning a new procedure about something, it’s pointless because she either doesn’t follow the job aid or loses it. Then I’m stuck trying to train her all over again. Did I mention she’s been in this position longer than I have? Yeah, to know her you’d think just the opposite. And she wonders why everyone comes to me for answers to problems.
One day I counted all the times she asked me questions. She had asked me ten questions by ten o’clock. And she doesn’t come in until nine. That’s another issue I have with this woman. She seems to think that the regular 7:30 to 4:00 work schedule doesn’t apply to her. She rolls in around nine o’clock, usually after nine, and leaves at four. Sometimes on Friday she’ll “sneak out” ten minutes early to get her hair done. Yet the supervisor lets her get away with it and she gets paid for the entire shift. Not very fair if you ask me. And against company policy. And she seems to think that because she’s been there for twenty-five years she can have any Friday off that she wants. With only a day’s notice. Then she bitches if I ask for a Friday off and she can’t have it. I actually love when she has a day off because I feel like I can actually get some work done without being bombarded with questions.
All I know is that if I up and quit or died tomorrow she’d be up shit’s creek without a paddle. And she’d deserve it.