4-2 BUT WHO IS COUNTING ?
I AM!
I must confess I watched the Patriots play last night and I saw two great Quarterbacks --BRADY AND MAHOMES.
Also those boys from Kansas City-- Hill and two others who can really catch and run with great speed.
I know the Patriots won, but I also know their Mahomes has only started in a few games. He is a young rookie with a great arm.
Maybe Tom looked across the playing field and saw himself 19 years ago. It was there for all to see. The youth, the speed, and the scrappiness of the KC team could not finally overcome the experience, the persistence and the formidable will of the Patriots when Edelman and Gronk and White and Hogan and Michel are on the field.
They eked out a win and the Football Gods smiled on them, but they are fickle Gods. The boys from Kansas are frolicking in the fields of those Gods, and they will catch their eyes.
This Blog describes reactions that a woman who was born and raised in Pawtucket has when she returns to her native city after an absence of thirty years, recalls the sites of her childhood and registers the way she is affected by the changes and lack of changes that have taken place since her childhood.
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Monday, October 15, 2018
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