The Boston Globe‘s Dan Shaughnessy has some amusing observations about the goofy chaos at Media Day yesterday, in anticipation of the Super Bowl:
Miss Nevada does not shout. She just stands there in her bare-midriff outfit, sash across her chest (that’s how I deduced that she is Miss Nevada), hand raised, emerald-green eyes trained on Brady. I wonder if she is cold. But I do not wonder if she’s going to get an opportunity to ask her question. Instincts and anecdotal evidence tell me that Brady is going to notice Miss Nevada in this sea of guys shaped like sacks of inner tubes.
