I am going to need Piers Morgan to settle down a bit.
The fact that 11 of the 12 balls on Sunday were deflated to his preferred size, during the two and a half hours between the officials checking them and the start of the game, is clearly highly pertinent.
Does this matter? Yes, it damn well does.
It’s cheating.
‘If you cheat in practice,’ said America’s greatest ever sports coach Vince Lombardi, ‘you’ll cheat in the game. If you cheat in the game, you’ll cheat in life.’
I loathe cheating in sports.
None more so than cyclist Lance ‘Live Wrong’ Armstrong, who poisoned an entire sport with his seedy blood bags, nasty bullying and endless lies. Then built a whole charity empire around himself to cover it all up.
I thought of Armstrong when I watched Tom Brady laugh off the ball-inflation allegations as if it were irrelevant.
But there was something about the way Brady thought he didn’t even need to take the very serious charge even remotely seriously that reminded me of Armstrong’s dismissive arrogance towards media enquiries about his doping.
Morgan goes on to say that he wants the Patriots thrown out of the Super Bowl, Belichick fired and Brady fined.
None of that is happening, but good luck with the campaign Piers.