Craig Tyson Adams

  Tom Brady said he was going through a lot of shit. Here’s what it was. I think I know what was going on. There have been lots of rumors around  Tom Brady  for the past couple of years. The one about the Miami Dolphins is the most telling. Miami is the place that Brady’s wife, supermodel  Gisele Bundchen  wants to live. It’s an international city where all the rich celebrities are. Those are her people. Tampa Bay isn’t. Compared to Miami, Tampa is a country backwater. It’s Jersey City compared to New York City. It’s Tulsa compared to Dallas. It’s Oakland compared to San Francisco. No self-respecting multi-millionaire jet setter admits they live in back in the hollars of the hill country to other rich beautiful people. It’s like being Eva Gabor living in Hooterville . Her wealthy friends are always trying to rescue her. When Brady originally left his old team, the New England Patriots, his plan was to sign with a team that played in one of the NFL’s glamour spots. When you’re married t

He’s as predictable as the tides. Tom Brady is like the sun coming up in the east. He is the football equivalent of death and taxes. Father Time has nothing on him. Brady is like Wyatt Earp in a gunfight. He always wins. Sometimes Tom Brady momentarily falters. Like a car that needs a tune-up. You’ll be sitting at a traffic light and it idles rough. It's not enough to trade the car in, but it makes you realize some adjustments need to be made.  After routine maintenance is done, it’s back to high performance and ruling the road again. In that respect, Brady is like a machine. He had a couple of hiccups. There were two times that the human Eli Manning of the New York Giants somehow made Brady miscalculate. Something about the New York Giants’ defense disrupted Brady’s internal operating code. It didn’t compute. Brady was like a droid in a Sci-Fi movie that suddenly realized it had fallibility. He short-circuited. Then Brady's club got a tune-up. His team, the New Englan