Last night, as I was trying to fall asleep, it was hard to keep depression at bay. Yet another Super Bowl featuring Tom Brady. Outside of a small pocket of folks in Florida and the whole of New England, absolutely nobody wants to hear the same boring Super Bowl storylines about a quarterback that’s haunted the post-season for the last 20 years.
Oh, but now he gets to be part of the first team to play in a Super Bowl within their home stadium. I can’t think of a less relevant piece of trivia to bandy about.