Have ya heard? The feud has finally started…well, one side took a shot, at least.
I love this. And by love this, I mean I loathe Justin Bieber. On a daily basis, I take pride that my kids furrow their brow and squint their eyes when he makes a TV appearance. Yes, I just love that a teeny-bopper is calling out an NFL superstar over hair. So the legend goes, Bieber was freestyling (yeah right), and out pops the following:
Call up Mr. Brady – Tell him to leave his hair to that guy sings ‘Baby…
This was followed by a tweet:
who knew i could rap lol…My alter ego rap name is Shawty Mane.. hah.
“Hah.” That’s exactly right. If that’s rap, then we can all do it. I think an alter ego much more fitting would be Dumas McGee.
I have never cheered for Tom Brady. As a matter of fact, in my former life as a sportswriter, I would call him out on a regular basis for being the most selfish individual in the NFL. Beyond the model looks, dude flat out puts someone like Terrell Owens to shame on the “It’s all about Me-ter.” However, I gotta roll with Brady as the lesser of two evils.
In regards to Bieber:
It seems that we’re really good at one thing in America–allowing our celebrities to create and live in their own reality, with no system of checks and balances. My list is long, and Justin Bieber is definitely on it. Also joining that list this week, Gilbert Arenas of the Washington Wizards, for faking an injury to allow a teammate more pre-season court time. In a twist of irony, Arenas went down with a groin injury last night. Now, if only Justin Bieber would lose his voice.