Tom Brady unhinged duckboats full of New Englanders this morning when he compared them to “high school friends” in response to his first return to Foxborough in Week 4 of the upcoming season.
It’s like when your high school friends meet your college friends 😬 https://t.co/RF5zVB9rI1
— Tom Brady (@TomBrady) May 13, 2021
Many believed Brady’s comments to be a slight against Chowdahead Nation, trading in his band of high school losers for a flashier bunch who rip shots and have access to Brad’s dad’s beach house.
I am here to argue the opposite. High school friends are, and will always be, superior to college friends. Here’s why.
- They Loved You Pre-Glow Up
When you still holding some significant water weight, going through your Lloyd Christmas hair phase, and spent so much time playing Sega Saturn in Drew’s basement, you hadn’t seen the sun since Namath was ripping lung darts on the sidelines.
Brady are those sweat stains on your shirt or did you spill your Surge? Clean it up. Drew’s mom will be home soon.
- Witness To Many ‘Firsts’
Navigating the loss of your virginity, sprouting your first pubic hair, smoking your first bowl, and cheering your first ever touchdown pass—a 21-yard laser to Terry Glenn on October 14, 2001.
- They’re Straight Shooters
Pandering and pleasantries have no place in high school relationships. High school friends will tell you straight up if you’re having a bad acne day, or you got food in your braces, or to never wear that fucking jacket again.
That fit’s giving off strong Aaron Hernandez Right-Hand Man vibes. Cover your nose before popping the trunk.
- They Respect Your Parents
Do me a favor and call three different college friends and ask them if they know your mother’s first name. Smart money’s on 0/3 because college friends want nothing outside of what your folks can provide them—a stocked fridge and a place to crash during Easter break.
High school friends have beaten the bag out of your little brother and seen your parents “toy drawer.”
- They Defend The Indefensible
yearly reminder that Tom Brady still kisses his dad and his son on the lips go jags pic.twitter.com/tl0MKy9g5V
— Nikki (@n_grigs) February 4, 2019
I’m not a flexible man, but the amount of mental gymnastics I put myself through to defend the Massage Kiss ™ was reprehensible. I was even prepared to french my own dad to prove it’s normative. And what did it get me? Abandonment issues and a very weird relationship with my father.
October 3, 2021. See you then, Tom. Bring your “friends.”