It’s an automatic, Pavlovian response by this point.
And so it was when this latest piece of ordinance dropped.
Because it turned out to be a dud.
Not in terms of it being dull or unreadable; I’m just saying it was non-explosive.
The topic is Mr. Kraft’s inexplicable omission from the Pro Football Hall of Fame.
Which I can safely say without fear of contradiction is the gravest miscarriage of justice in human history.
The equivalent of keeping the Beatles out the Rock ‘n Roll Hall of Fame.
Mr. Kraft has done the same with the NFL.
Except he’s been at it for almost four times longer than the Beatles were together.
That’s a point that’s obvious to anyone with an even casual knowledge of the league.
In the past decade, three owners have slipped on a gold jacket in Canton, Ohio.
“When he didn’t get in last year, I lost sleep over it.
I’m still sick at heart about it.”
No current owner has tried harder to get into the Hall – or been denied longer.
Beginning in 2012, Kraft’s supporters have lobbied Hall voters on his behalf.
…
Jerry Jones was inducted in August 2017.
… “He hasn’t been to the NFC title game in two decades and he gets in?”
Kraft told a confidant.
“How does that work?”
They even mention Kraft’s dismissed charges after two visits to a Jupiter, Florida, massage parlor.
This reads like something on Patriots.com.
Or a Stacy James press release.
Or a Jerry Thornton blog.
The same outfit that pushed whatever ridiculous narrative the league told them to.
Whether it was inconsequential camera angles or anti-science psi data.
But there you have it.
In black and white.
DeBartolo is in Canton despite the fact he was kicked out da club due to an actual scandal.
But what are wereallytalking about here?
One of the Seven Deadly Sins: Envy.
He didn’t fleece the taxpayers so that replace the worst stadium in all of North American sports.
And the resentment toward all these great works around the NFL is palable.
As blatantly obvious as it is pathetic.
Now, I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention one little subplot in this article.
The emphasis on those last three words is mine.
The editorial decisions in that loathesome, 10-part smear job were the producers’ and the producers' alone.
As positive as his team’s unprecendented run of success deserved.
And it wouldn’t have dedicated an entire episode to doing a True Crime documentary about Aaron Hernandez.
The Krafts did not.
