We will. Like we’ll always love Bobby Orr, The Big Bad Bruins.  Russ, Cooz, Hondo, Big Red, Larry. Yaz, Tony C and the 67 Sox, Papi. Adam, Bruschi.
Well, if I absolutely had to, I could cut it to Tom Brady and Bobby Orr.  Tom and Bobby may be imperfect human beings, but they are perfect sports heroes. We’ll always love Bobby Orr for what he did on the ice and his presence off the ice.
Tom’s like that. From day one he gave us hope, then he gave us championships. Especially the first one. Remember how we felt when Tom drove the Pats down the field in the last minute.
Not sure nonsports fans can fathom the depth of our despair over the years, the decades: 1975, Sugar Bear Hamilton, Bucky Dent, 1986 (that really, really hurt). Now, we’re proud  Pats fans. We expect Super Bowls. We’re proud Boston fans. We expect championships. Tom opened the championship floodgates. And Tom always carries himself and speaks with class.He’s GQ handsome, a family man, kinda pretty wife. What’s not to love?!
So it kills me to think of life on Sunday mornings in the fall without Tom Brady.
But, we have to face the future. Who’s going to be the man who takes Tom’s place? Are we that spoiled and naive to expect another Tom. Come on! Can our Bill actually draft another Tom?  I mean another Tom in ALL respects.
Is he movie star handsome? Does he have elite talent? Does he say all the right things?
Jimmy  Garopollo, step forward.  You have a huge burden. You’ll have our football hearts and minds in your hands some day. You already have the dreamy looks ( that’s how he’s described by women who keep a worn paperback of 50 Shades of Grey by their bed). Someday, but not right away, you’ll need a beautiful wealthy supermodel girlfriend. And you gotta win championships.  Only then will you be ready for us to compare you to  our Tom. To fill the void in our hearts.
But sadly, there never has been another Bobby Orr.