Dear Tom Brady,
Yes, this game did take place a week ago. I think the Captain lost track of time and space when he had to cheer so vehemently for the hated New York Giants. Yes, I think he needs to get over it too.
Wow. What an epic struggle. You really looked like you were playing against your own pain in that game.
Perhaps it is the pain of a love lost, an opportunity missed... or the vice this broad has your Patri-nuts in.
Now you and the Patriots have become the first decade dynasty to lose a Super Bowl. That must only add to the hurt. I hope it hits home, Tom, and I hope you learn a lesson - you may be one of the all-time greats, but don't get cocky.
Oops, wrong kind of cocky.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Dear Tom Brady... so, our prediction didn't hold - the Gints weren't the creampuff we'd expected. Bite us.
Sincerely, Steve Johnson at 1:15 AM
Labels: COME BACK SOON FOOTBALL, ENVY, MAKING FUN OF ONES BETTERS, NEW YORK STATE OF MINE, THE NFL IS RIGGED, TOM BRADY MUST DIE
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