Brady’s wife on Super Bowl loss: He can’t throw the f***ing ball and catch it too
posted at 4:20 pm on February 6, 2012 by Allahpundit
You know what the worst part of this is? She’s standing right next to at least one other player’s wife when she says it. I’m 99 percent sure that’s Mrs. Vince Wilfork beside her; any Pats fans out there recognize any wide receivers’ significant others in the vicinity?
As Bundchen made her way through Lucas Oil Stadium, a fan yelled, “Eli rules!” and “Eli owns your husband!” With that it was go time — and the Patriots’ receivers were going right under a bus.
“You [have] to catch the ball when you’re supposed to catch the ball,” she replied (via TheInsider.com). “My husband cannot [bleeping] throw the ball and catch the ball at the same time. I can’t believe they dropped the ball so many times.”
I can’t believe it either. Welker’s getting all of the heat for his drop at the 20 on the penultimate drive that would have put the game away, but the first two passes of the final drive were also dropped — one by Branch (after the ball was tipped, I think) and the other by Hernandez. Brady ended up converting on fourth down but that was 10 seconds and who knows how many yards squandered when they had no margin for error. Any sympathy for Gisele here, then? A billionaire supermodel and her superstar quarterback husband aren’t natural objects for compassion and obviously she should have kept her mouth shut while she was around the other players’ wives. But (a) she’s got some jackhole heckling her about how Eli owns her husband, (b) she’s got her back to the camera so she wasn’t trying to broadcast this sentiment for popular consumption, and (c) …she’s right. Brady screwed up with the first-quarter grounding call and later the interception to Blackburn but those were all catchable balls at the end, if not the prettiest passes he’s ever thrown. Go figure that Mrs. Brady might show a flash of defensiveness on his behalf when she’s got drunks taunting her about how it’s all his fault.
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