Today was the kickoff of the Patriots’ training camp. My dad, sister and I headed down there, and whatta ya know… we hit one of the largest traffic jams I have ever encountered in all my years of driving. It took us – get this – THREE HOURS TO GO SIX MILES! Oh, that’s not a typo, you read correctly. Three freakin hours. There were times that we did not move at all, for as long as ten minutes. It was a literal parking lot. And that’s before we hit Rt. 128!
BUT, all the agony, anxiety, and frustration was worth it because of this…
That would be THE Tom Brady, who was a mere four feet away from me. I’m not one of those “like oh my God,” girls, but, like oh my God! There is a reason why this guy dates one of the biggest supermodels in the world. Those ten seconds were the highlight of my year – that’s not saying much about my year, is it?
After practice, two AWESOME guys we met gave us a ride back to our car. We didn’t catch their names, but they rule! Thanks, guys!
The day was capped off with a round of frivolous spending in the pro shop.
In fact, I had such a good time, I didn’t even mind when we hit the horrendous traffic again on the way home (this time, we endured the traffic ALL THE WAY TO BOSTON).
If you really care, which you probably don’t but whatever, here’s a bunch of pictures I took today.