Belichick Has Me Ready to Run Through a Brick Wall!

And the lions in their dens tremble at his approach.

As Cris Collinsworth would put it, “You think Bill Belichick isn’t excited for the return of football?!?” Just look that that fire in his eyes. That enthusiasm in his voice. Feel the blood lust stir in his soul. The countdown has begun to another season and he has already blasted off into the stratosphere. A Saturn V rocket of intensity, with all engines firing as he heads for the moon. Fire all of your guns at once and explode into space; like a true nature’s child, he is born to be wild.

That’s the continued brilliance of the man. He’s a reductivist. He can say in 15 words what lesser men can’t express in 1,500. He can take all the speeches of all the great leaders from William Wallace to Patton, from Herb Brooks to Aragorn, from Knute Rockne to Torrance Shipman:

…  and motivate his troops every bit as well with a simple, “I like football.”

Well you know what? I like football too. I like football season and everything that goes with it as well. And once again His Hoodedness has me ready to Kool-Aid Man a Jerry-shaped hole in the locker room wall. Let’s drop the damned banner already and kick this thing off. You don’t want Belichick, his players or me to peak too early.