The NFL has been destroyed through the axis of evil of black supremacist and white Uncle Tom players, NFL commissioner Roger Goodell, and the media. I responded this season by going on strike against the NFL. But why should I let such characters rob me of the pleasure of watching the greatest quarterback and arguably the greatest player of all time?
I will not be boycotting the Super Bowl. After the first two games of the season, I went on strike against the black supremacists and white Uncle Toms of the NFL.
However, I watched the AFC Championship Game, and will be watching the Super Bowl. Why? Two words: Tom Brady.
The 40-year-old Brady is without a doubt, the greatest quarterback in NFL history. He is arguably the greatest player in NFL history.
No quarterback besides Brady has taken his team to more than five Super Bowls. The Broncos’ John Elway took the Broncos to five Super Bowls, but they got trounced in increasingly one-sided blowouts by the Giants (39-20), Redskins (42-10), and 49ers (55-10), the first three times he led them. It took the draft choice of a dominant running back in Terrell Davis, before the Broncos could win the big game.
By contrast, Brady has found a way to win the Super Bowl five out of seven times, most of the time without a dominant running back.
Win or lose today, Tom Brady will have taken his only NFL team to eight Super Bowls. That makes the Brady-Belichick Patriots the greatest dynasty of NFL history.
I am sure that when Brady retires, which could be as soon as tonight, and as late as after the 2019 season, Belichick, who is presently 65, will surely join him.
One of the many measures of Brady’s greatness is that when the Patriots fall behind in a big game, we expect him to rally him to victory, and are shocked when he can’t make up the difference.
Two weeks ago, against the Jags, four of Brady’s receivers dropped big passes that he had put right in their hands or on their numbers. But he just kept plugging away, and eventually his receivers started holding on to the ball.
When Brady retires, we shall not see his like again.
Belichick is one of the greatest coach-GMs in NFL history, but he does not stand as tall as Brady. Before Belichick got Brady, his record was uneven, in contrast, say, to his mentor Bill Parcells, who turned around four different teams that had hit bottom (the Giants, Patriots, Jets, and Cowboys). Does that mean Parcells, who won two Super Bowls in three tries, was greater than Belichick? No. It just means that one’s number of NFL championships is not the sole criterion for coaching greatness.
There is a racial subtext to this matter. Somehow, in the minds of black supremacists and white racists (socialists/communists/whatever) Tom Brady and the Patriots have become stand-ins for the white race. Never mind that two weeks ago, Brady beat a white quarterback in the Jaguars’ Blake Bortles, and that last year, he engineered the greatest comeback in Super Bowl history, against the Falcons and their white QB, Matt Ryan.
One way that racists have of expressing their attitude is in their assertions of conspiracies among the “zebras” to ensure Patriots victories. The white team must win.
The conspiracy to help Brady is so clever that it went so far as to suspend Brady for the first four games of the 2016 season, and cost him millions in pay, based on the Deflategate Hoax.
Not watching today would cheat me, without harming the vicious figures to whom I have alluded. And so, I will enjoy the game… and the commercials, of course.
Award-winning, New York-based freelancer Nicholas Stix founded A Different Drummer magazine (1989-93). Stix has written for Die Suedwest Presse, New York Daily News, New York Post, Newsday, Middle American News, Toogood Reports, Insight, Chronicles, the American Enterprise, Campus Reports, VDARE, the Weekly Standard, Front Page Magazine, Ideas on Liberty, National Review Online and the Illinois Leader. His column also appears at Men's News Daily, MichNews, Intellectual Conservative, Enter Stage Right and OpinioNet. Stix has studied at colleges and universities on two continents, and earned a couple of sheepskins, but he asks that the reader not hold that against him. His day jobs have included washing pots, building Daimler-Benzes on the assembly-line, tackling shoplifters and teaching college, but his favorite job was changing his son's diapers.