You have to pity Tom Brady, just three weeks into his new career.
And all the kale smoothies in the world can’t erase the painful images from his mind.
He comes to Foxboro in two weeks.
And Fox better be ready.
But he knew what he was getting into.
This is what he signed up for.
His standard of excellence when it comes to football is not like anyone else’s.
Not just in the broadcast booth, but in all of life.
At least that’s the story of the current quarterback in Tampa.
The building was a little bit different with Tom in there.
Obviously, playing-wise, Tom is different.
There were a lot of mind games going on.
Well, well, well.
So the Buccaneers weren’t having fun under Tom Brady’s leadership?
I confess, I missed how miserable he made them all with his petty mind games.
I was under the false assumption that they were enjoying all that success:
Silly me.
That looked like a good time for all involved.
Players, coaches, and citizens of Tampa alike.
What they really needed all along was the joy that comes from having Baker Mayfield being himself.
I’m just a man who’s happy when others are happy.
Mayfield is playing great.
He’s putting up career-best numbers.
He’s helped make the Buccaneers a playoff team in football’s weakest division.
And if that’s good enough for them, it’s good enough for me.
It’s just funny though.
In an ironic way, not an “lol” way.
Brady left New England because Belichick was too much of a perfectionist and impossible to kindly.
His Patriots experience was"Intensities in 10 Cities"and he couldn’t take another season of it.
He went to Tampa Bay to relax, be himself, and bring joy back to football.
Only to export Belichickian culture to a franchise that rejected it once they had a taste of success.
They were no longer willing to keep paying that price.
Still, congrats to Tampa Bay and to Mayfield.
The true football success is the friendships you make along the way.
