Sure, I agree, Bill Belichick was “in the wrong” for what he was doing with his camcorder and the New York Jets. But his young Jedi apprentice, Eric Mangini, has apparently gotten the last laugh on Mr. Happy and thrown this ego-driven-Emperor down into the fiery depths of the Death Star shaft.
So again, young Luke, let go your anger: Because, honestly, what’s the point?
If Belichick could ever step outside his own self-absorbed shadow (for a moment), he would see that he has one of the best teams competing in the NFL today. Bill Belichick has been “blessed” with a stellar quarterback in the form of Tom Brady who is, quite frankly, a one-way “meal ticket” to the Canton Hall of Fame.
Regardless, outside of his own version of Sex, Lies and Videotape - what else, quite simply, does this egomaniac need to satisfy his own sense of self-worth? ANOTHER shiny Super Bowl ring to toss on the pile, perhaps?
Like Bud Fox (Charlie Sheen) telling Gordon Gekko (Michael Douglas) in Wall Street: “How much is too much?”
I have let the past go when it comes to Bill Belichick and the chaos he created with my beloved Cleveland Browns - what’s done is done. Belichick has gone on to create a winning dynasty in New England for himself (most importantly, it seems) - and their fans (somewhat less important in the philosophical scheme of things).
And yes, deservedly, Bill Belichick has been punished for his wicked crimes - and history, as they say, will decide the rest. I am not really interested that Mr. Happy has been hung out to squirm on the clothesline (for something every other NFL team has probably done at one time or another).
I honestly just think it’s sad that an NFL head coach with so much “talent” subsequently had to stoop to such stupid levels to win at any cost. Forget the fines and loss of draft picks - how sad (as a human being) is THAT?
Sorry, but like The Spice Girls, Beckham, and "pro" soccer coming to the United States: I just don’t care! (And who could blame me?)
So, maybe, I’ll just crack a beer with Bernie Kosar and laugh about the good times we had together as fans of the “old” Cleveland Browns - and let the Grinch who stole “play-calling” stew in his own pathetic existence in the meantime.
Because, after all, we need to focus on those dreaded San Diego Chargers, don't we, Coach Belichick? All "diminishing skills" (past and present) aside...