“This is Bill Parcells stamped all over it, there’s no question about it,” said Belichick … Everything that Bill believes in is evident to this team,” Belichick said. “All the defensive linemen are all strong. All the linebackers are big. All the outside linebackers can rush. All the corners are big. The running backs are big. The tackles are big. They are a big, powerful team. I’m sure that’s the way Tony (Sparano) wants it.”
Before Rex Ryan’s gravy fueled fucktartedness arrived on the scene for us all to spit our endless vitriol at, there was Bill Belichick. We hated him for a completely different reason, of course. Mainly because he’s an ornery mumbling dick whom the media (re: ESPN) had crowned Smartest Human Alive because he won some Super Bowls.
Of course, you have a future Hall of Fame quarterback fall out of Fate’s ass crack onto my lap and give me a carefully hidden video camera or two, suddenly I’m looking pretty smart myself. Of course, my cameras would be pointed at some random hot girl’s cleavage. Oh sure, the “law” says that doesn’t make me so much “smart” as it makes me a “pervert.” Meh, tomato, tomahto.
