Just when I thought I couldn’t love my favorite athlete of all-time anymore than I already do, Thomas Edward Patrick Brady Jr. goes off and does this.
Like a mermaid singing a siren song for sailors about to meet their demise, he played a song for Cowboy Joe West so he could get away with nibbling larger corners of the plate against his opponents.
One helluva opening chapter if you ask me.
SPOILER it BOPS
On March 2nd, 1977, magic happened.
“He’s the singer? He can’t even fucking sing!”
Featuring the debut of the spin doctors.
Look at this setlist as if there’s gonna be 35,000 Fitzys in the crowd.
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