This Sunday my chronicle disciples, we will witness the last supper of the New England Patriots.
Some of you could be calling me crazy, but I feel the end is near for this groundbreaking dynasty.
We all knew when The Beatles were starting to dissolve. It started with the Sgt Pepper album. Bryan Epstein died and they were like lost boys with their big brother managing the everything in between part of their band. Paul McCartney had this idea that they should do an album but not as The Beatles. They will be a totally different band.
The album was a new chapter for them and they were still the kings of Rock ‘N’ Roll. (For me, Revolver was the game changer for them).
Slowly but surely, the boys from Liverpool that shared the same ego,or maybe didn’t have any, were becoming men with four different egos and goals. On The White Album, it was so clear. When you listen to this album, it’s four solo projects thrown into one album.
Soon after, The Let It Be Album was the result of the new dynamic in the band and we could feel the end was near. You saw this band as a unit and they became a band with two members fighting to be the leader.
With this example, you can see where I am going.
Bill Belichick made sure, for so many years, that the boys didn’t bring ego into the locker room and onto the playground. He was the mastermind. They were united.
But slowly, things seemed to change. Tom Brady did a John Lennon himself, by bringing in his version of Yoko Ono aka his personal trainer into the team. He started talking like he was the man, the conquerer and the force behind The Pats.
Something seemed different. They had a damn good team but the cracks are starting to show.
The divorce will happen. Like The Fab Four that delivered their one last masterpiece, Abbey Road, as a farewell to all of us. The Patriots will win this Sunday. The only difference is some of them won’t know that things will never be the same.
They have two leaders now. One of them will send the divorce papers or say “I’m out”.
It’s won’t be Tom.
You guessed it! I predict Bill Belichick will leave, with class, and he will conquer the NFL with a brand new team.
The bets are in. Who’s with us?
Like the last song from The Beatles, here are some bittersweet lyrics:
“And in the end,
The love you take
Is equal to the love you make
Let’s enjoy the Last Supper.”
Written by Sab Demosthenes