Single Tear

There are only three reasons why men from New England should cry:

1) You watched "The Departed" and marveled at its accurate portrayal of Bostonians.

2) You throw out the first pitch at a Red Sox game 20yrs after you let a routine grounder go through your legs during the World Series. Only to get a 4 minute standing ovation from a sell out crowd that would've beaten you to death with a Bill Buckner Bobblehead doll before 2004.

3) You see the epitomy of being a true athlete getting carried off the field seven minutes into the 1st quarter.

If you're like me, chances are you love the New England Patriots. If you're not tike me, chances are you spent your Sunday rewatching "Notting Hill", Love Actually", and season 2 of "Sex and the City". For those of you real New Englanders that watched week 1 and saw as our Golden Boy was sniped by a Chiefs defender, you'll agree when I say.........what now?

After watching Brady being helped off the field Sunday I felt abandoned. That feeling when your parents drop you off at your first day of high school and you don't really know everyone there except the same kids you were in junior high school with. You know, that feeling like you have no one around to tell you where to go or what to do. Just, lost.

After I cried into my pillow( Yeah, so what? I cried.), I couldn't picture a season without Tom. He IS Patriots football. Its not like in 2001 when Drew McQueen Bledsoe went down after being rocked by the Jets' Mo Lewis. After that hit, I kind of felt better. I was tired of Drew and his selfish attitude sucking the life out of my Pats. I don't expect Cassel to be the next Brady. Thats just dumb. I do, however, expect him to go 18/21, 245yrds, 2TDs, 0INTs per game. Not too hard to do. In a strange coincidence on cassel replaced Brady while hours before his brother Jack Cassel(Pitcher for the Houston Astros) replaced injured teammate Wandy Rodriguez in the first inning at Colorado. Hmmmmm.

I honestly don't kow what to expect. I was so amped up about the season that now I feel like I should be in mourning. I haven't felt this letdown since I was in the miliary about to take shore leave in Thailand only to be told an hour before walking onto their prostitute infested beaches that we weren't going. Blue balls.