Yesterday’s afternoon practice for the Patriots was missing a key component of the franchise’s past and future success, one Thomas Edward Brady. It seems Brady left early so he and my future girlfriend Gisele could head over to Garden to take in a Coldplay concert. Brady is a big fan of the band, he has an Itunes playlist for example that starts off with Coldplay’s “Speed of Sound” and the feeling is mutual as, for their final song of the evening they dedicated their song to him. “I don’t want to do this really because it’s cheesy . . . but we’re great fans of his and he’s probably left the building anyway,” said Chris Martin, “We’d like to dedicate this to Tom Brady – your quarterback. We’re big fans of his and very honored he came to the show, and I hope to goodness it was worth it.” Martin then went on to mess up the lyrics to his own song, so that’s something.
Now, I love Tom Brady, he’s a football god and as a person he seems pretty down to earth and awesome as well, but c’mon, Coldplay!?! Couldn’t you like a group just slightly cooler? Or is this just me, and everyone else in the world thinks Coldplay is awesome? However, if Tom has any non-ironic Gloria Estefan songs on his Ipod it might be all over between us. I just always thought of Brady as a man’s man but when he says things like how he can be caught “patiently waiting for every album. Each has been better than the last,” I find myself wanting to find a new QB, I’m gonna cut him some slack for now and assume that he just went because Gisele wanted to. But you’re on thin ice Tom!
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Eli Manning gets AMPED when he listens to My Chemical Romance.
yes, it’s just you. coldplay rocks. you’re retarded to think otherwise.
coldplay blows. i’d have more respect for brady if he had non-ironic gloria estefan songs on his ipod. seriously.
then again, his child with never have its biological father around, so there’s that to hate too.
Defending Coldplay artistically or commercially is like defending plain yogurt. It’s not good unless you add elements to it like nuts or berries. In Coldplay’s case, the elements are producers Nigel Godrich or Brian Eno. Without the elements, Coldplay could possibly be the blandest, whitest, and least recognizable band in the universe.
When your lead singer admits to writing lyrics about nothing and stealing other people’s ideas, what else is there to hold on to? The music?
Blarf.