Just because Bob Kraft is 71 and his lady friend is 32, I don’t see the big deal.
Kraft might just have some have Hugh Heftner in him.
The Boston Herald’s inimitable “Inside Track” asked Kraft what was up:
So, Robert, is this a date, we inquired—because, you know, inquiring minds want to know?
“She’s my pal,” the pigskin pooh-bah replied. “Doesn’t she look great in that hat?”
Pimp on Bob, pimp on.