It’s getting harder and harder to hold my head up these days….

You know this time of year is very stressful for me. I have a lot on my shoulders; luckily I don’t have arthritic shoulders like you know who.

But here’s the problem—the Patriots lost again last night. I am honestly not all that concerned about it, neither is mommy. We have other things to think about.

I have neighbors though, and they seem to think that I have something to do with this football thing. They ask “Well are you ready for the big game? We’re counting on you, don’t let us down”.  What am I supposed to say to that? Can’t they see I’m just a little doggie?

I am able to fetch throw and as a matter of fact I can even throw a ball up in the air and catch it. Unlike Tom Brady whom we all know can’t do that, like his wife Giselle says, “He can’t throw the ball and catch it too”.

So I will be happy when football season is over. If they keep losing, maybe I won’t even have to worry about the Super Bowl this year.  That is the worst time of the year for me. As if I didn’t have enough to deal with my mom puts that ridiculous jersey on me.

If only she hadn’t named me after a superhero my life would be easier, but then I guess I just wouldn’t be Brady.