On the 8th and 19th anniversary of his 4th and 2nd Super Bowl titles,Tom Brady, the greatest QB to ever live, has officially retired.
It's also the first anniversary ofBrady's first retirement. Originally, Schefter leaked the news. As we all know, Tom would return for the 2022 season. What you may have forgotten is that he announced this news in the middle of Kevin Garnett's number retirement. Not nice!
Even though Brady is rapidly approaching Brett territory, I can feel the emotion that quick video. His face says it all. This is it. He's drained. It's over. He's not coming back (even though the 49ers make too much sense). TB12 is calling a career and what a fucking career it was.
Despite things not ending exactly how I would've wanted, my relationship with Tom Brady is one of the longest of my life. We've even spoken before. Sure, it was when he denied me an autograph at training camp in 2004, but at least he was sort of polite when he said "No thanks" after I asked if he could sign my jersey. I've written about that encounter on this tremendous unknown publication several times, but it was one of those seminal life moments (even though I can't 100% remember if it was '03 or '04). It's probably made up like 8% of my career ball-busting, and when you consider how many things make up that pie, that's an enormous slice. Tom and I will joke about it when we finally meet fr fr (that's for real, for real for the olds). I know he has to keep the resale value high—can't be signing every chubby tween of divorce's jersey. The dude played for the NEW ENGLAND Patriots. His Herbie Hancock would be worthless if he granted all those autograph requests.
Since I'm writing this blog late in the day, it's currently 10:34 pm; I've had the whole day to marinate Tommy's retirement. Even though he's been away in America's most embarrassing state for the last three years, I'll always love Tom Brady. He shaped me. The man quarterbacked the Patriots from when I was in 4th grade to 28 years old. He is responsible for some of my favorite memories and experiences. Nothing will ever top the double dynasty. I'm so grateful that my life lined up perfectly with it. I could've been born in 1834 or 8248 (lol jk, the world is gonna end in like 17 years), but I was lucky enough to be born in Rhode Island in 1991. I was like 10 and 2 months when the Pats won Super Bowl XXXVI. Tom Brady and the New England Patriots made me fall in love with football, which made me want to play football and likely gave me some low-key CTE, but I'd still do it all over again. Only this time, I'd work harder and stand up for myself so that I could play longer. But I'm getting off track. That's what happens in the late-night blogging hours. You already know I've been ripping my nighttime medicine. Tom Brady and the history of the Pats' double-dynasty are among my most knowledgeable subjects. If I were ever on Jeopardy and that was one of the categories, I'd sweep the board. I could ramble off all the numbers and highlight all the moments, but I've done that before, and it's been done to death.​
We know he holds essentially every major passing record—Seven-time Super Bowl champ. The dude's won more Super Bowls than every franchise. Even though he claims he doesn't like to be called it, Tom Brady is the G.O.A.T. He's such an icon that Momma Gump, Grace, and Frankie made a movie about him.
I'm so gonna ironically see it, then totally love it.
There are some benefits to writing this blog of early mornin' news when the day's almost over (currently 11:33pm...I've bounced back and forth like Ray Allen between the blog and its graphic). I can share some love Brady's received on various social media accounts!
Thanks for everything. I love you.
P.S.
Ain't that the truth. Deflategate is the most overblown witch hunt in NFL history. 
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