So Brady’s rather beautiful wife, taunted by Giants fans post-game, says one thing about receivers, and now it’s days worth of tabloid screaming and talk-show fodder, to the point where the Patriots, normally tight-lipped about everything, have to deny locker-room friction.
No doubt, the Pats saw what happened to the Red Sox after their September freefall. The subsequent revelations of clubhouse “debauchery”, reported as if they were horrendous crimes against humanity, drove out Terry Francona and Theo Epstein, among other fallout.
Now we’re sure to get months, maybe years of obsessive focus on trivial matters that have little to do with how football games are won or lost.
All because one pass got dropped, and another got caught.
We don’t have to look too far back to find the last major American sports event with high drama in its final act – the World Series, where the Texas Rangers were twice within a strike of its first-ever championship before the St. Louis Cardinals denied them in Game 6 and then won Game 7.
Then, as in the Super Bowl, the difference between ecstasy and despair was ridiculously thin. However, it happened to teams playing in St. Louis and Texas. Think about that.
The ecstasy and despair the Rangers and Cards felt was no different, really, than it was with the Red Sox and Mets in 1986, but from the Texas side of it, I don’t sense the obscene amount of angst, recrimination and piling-on that accompanied the events of a quarter-century ago.
Funny how people in New York and Boston don’t grasp the notion that the pain of a defeat like that is bad enough without endless, mind-numbing reminders to make it worse. There’s no virtue to kicking people when they’re down, a hint for those (with candy bars, among other tools) who want to dog Welker about this for the rest of his natural life.