This was 50 weeks ago today.
Greg Olsen was fresh off calling the Super Bowl for Fox.
He was at the top of his profession.
Universally well regarded for his talent and professionalism.
And under any other circumstances, you’d be right.
But life’s great lottery dealt him a bad beat.
In a planet of 7 billion people, his spin of the wheel came up Tom Brady.
The one human no one else can compete with.
Olsen, who has been praised time and time again for his insightfulness on Foxs No.
2 team, knows that his success isnt contingent on Brady.
I dont think resentments probably accurate.
I dont have any ill will theres no personal resentment towards Tom.
Youre saying, Oh, man, what would I have said on this play?
There was so much to talk about there.
That wouldve been super fun to dive into.'
You’ve got to feel bad for the man.
Even if he wasn’t popular and seemingly a good guy.
But them’s the breaks.
Just ask Drew Bledsoe what’s like to have all your dreams destroyed by this one metahuman.
The perfect specimen of manhood wanted the job Olsen was occupying.
But now he’s demoted to life doing the 1pm game in Carolina or Arizona for the foreseeable future.
After all, if Vince Lombardi isn’t safe, what chance does any mortal have?
