...you watch the whole '75 season intently, knowing that you're team is loaded and if healthy the next year could beat anyone...and you DESPISE the Giants. Oh, your hear blabbing about Sam Hough, Gifford, Summerall, Kyle Rote etc. and we didn't have a team? Well, since 1960 we DO have a team, one that's been laughed at really more than any other in history, but it's OUR team. So, you tell CBS to stop piping in stupid meaningless Giants games into our market, and if you don't like it, buy a satellite dish. Better yet, move to New York...you see your team robbed of a championship in '76 and two years later you're up late watching a preseason game on the coast and see Darryl Stingley instantly go from a promising young husband and father about to sign an extension to a paraplegic. After being homeless for eleven years and going 25 years before winning a playoff game, you then get to wait...wait for Orthwein to leave...then, wait for Parcells to leave...then, wait for Bledsoe to leave...and after 23 years, you're still waiting for Kraft to finally flush the flying elvis down the toilet and restore our real logo and uniforms.
Bob: "Say, who was that bald guy in the suit sitting behind us in the plane?"
Bill: "I have no idea."
So, after Orthwein destroyed our logo and uniforms you still continue to follow the game, though, and five weeks after you get married you glance at SB XXXI. Even if Troy Brown were cloned twice and three of him played, they were not going to win that day. Green Bay had the better team. Hmm, the Packers, who although they stunk in the 70's and 80's still managed not to destroy their logo and uniforms...But something happened on the flight home that night. "It was," as September likes to say, "an important moment." Anyway, after one weird press conference, one lost first round draft pick and one Orange Bowl comeback, it eventually leads to us having the best coach of his era, who drafted the transcendent player of his generation. They're not perfect, but they never cheated, in any way, shape or form. So, Krafts can file amicus briefs and and Pats fans can wear free brady t-shirts, and both may continue to whine defensively; OR, we can all get down in a three point stance, grab the ball, get ready to snap it to Tom for the winning touchdown, glare at the world and say, "We are the New England Patriots. We're not going anywhere, and we're not the puppets of the NFL." At least, not anymore.
Art Eddy: Which is better the old or new Patriots logo?
Steve Grogan: Oh, the old by far. Everybody that I see tells me that.
petition: Join The Coalition for the Permanent Restoration of The New England Patriots' Real Logo and Uniforms