GCobb.com readers are drawing all kinds of comparisons between New England Patriots coach Bill Belichick and other famous cheaters. This time he was compared to Richard Millhous Nixon.
The NY Jet sideline videotape incident is merely the tip of the Belichick cheating iceburg. Players, coaches, and GMs from a variety of teams, to include the Packers, Colts, Steelers, Bengals, Browns, Lions & the Eagles have alluded to a variety of transgressions committed by Belichick over the years–not only his use of videotape, but also the use of multiple radio frequencies during games, the stealing of signals through the radiofrequency system, the squelching of opponent's radio signals at crucial times of the game, & a plethora of prior videotaping incidences, to not only aid Belichick in the second half of a particular game, but to create an extensive library of defensive signals for every team and for every coach–all of this being against league rules.
Even all of this pales to the fact that Belichick has employed the use of Ernie Adams, a secret G. Gordon Liddy/Clarence Beeks-type operative to spearhead these nefarious plans since Belichick coached the Cleveland Browns. Ernie Adams, in his association with Belichick since prep school days, has been a secret salaried cheating operative with his own secret office on every Belichick head-coached team. Nobody on any of the Belichick-run organiziations were allowed to speak to him–to have free, unfettered, and unmitigated reign behind the scenes. Perhaps the etiology of this grotesque morose freak's reticence has been exposed–the less one talks, the less one can trip on his own words that reveal that the moniker "genius" is related to larcency and espionage rather than coaching skill.
Clearly, Belichick's surveillance activities over the years have been ongoing and pervasive, making the NY Jets film of last week's vintage the mere tip of the Belichick cheating iceburg, while casting larger shadows of doubt on the veracity of the three New England Super Bowls, which are now appropriately tainted with the greasy grimey muck of Bill Belichick's Nixonian paranoia. The commissioner's penalty, in this context, was a slap on the wrist.
