Bill Belichik, the sack of flesh encased in distressed cotton sweats for over three decades,(also winner of a gazillion Super Bowls) has always on my list of people I despise. A former Jets fan who “got off that narcotic” (copyright Bomani Jones) a decade ago I’ve always found him to be a sour-faced slob, who looks like he smells like a moth in all thos…
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