Yahoo – The New York Post, as ever doing yeoman’s service, obtained a copy of a “disgustingly sappy” email sent by Gisele Bundchen to friends and family asking them to send positive thoughts to her husband, Tom Brady, before Sunday’s Super Bowl matchup against the New York Giants. Bundchen’s message reads like it was written by a guy selling art in the parking lot at a Phish show.
“My sweet friends and family. This sunday will be a really important day in my husband’s life. He and his team worked so hard to get to this point and now they need us more than ever to send them positive energy so they can fulfill their dream of winning this super bowl. […] I feel Tommy really needs our prayer, our support and love at this time. […] “So I kindly ask all of you to join me on this positive chain and pray for him, so he can feel confident, healthy and strong. Envision him happy and fulfilled experiencing with his team a victory this sunday.”
Brady’s got this bitch on lockdown. So good with it he has her sending out mass emails telling people to pray for him and shit in the Super Bowl. God damn. You would have thought the dude was going overseas to join the war on terror. Nah, he’s just going up against one of the baddest defenses in the game right now. A defense that has taken him to school the last two meetings. A defense that features the “Nascar” line. They’re so badass Gisele is basically crying and pleading over her keyboard. “Pray for him, so he can feel confident, healthy and strong.” No Gisele. No one is going to pray for Brady to be confident, healthy and strong. People don’t pray for that kind of shit. The guy is a multi-million dollar QB for one of the most successful teams of this generation, married to a supermodel, and has two sons. None of you are sick. None are even injured. You get no prayers. Leave that shit for the parents and children struggling to see tomorrow. Plus, your hubby just beat Jesus’ ass in the divisional playoffs so you know the big guy upstairs has already has it on good word to destroy #12 on Sunday. If you’re going to throw up 6 TDs on Jesus and his homeboys, then expect some harsh consequences. If we’re leaving it up to prayers and shit, New York has this bitch on lock.