DATELINE: Your Worst Nightmare
The ghost of Malcolm Butler now walks the halls of Patriot Place. Forget the Overlook Hotel and its shining denizens. Foxboro will be a worthy subject for Stephen King.
Like unfriendly spirits, this Patriot specter may hang around for decades, frightening children and bringing back the horrors of Super Bowl LII.
Bad karma often is behind the haunting appearances of ghosts. We recall in Boston that the ghost of Babe Ruth put a curse on the Red Sox for 80 years. We now wonder if the ghost of Malcolm Butler might do the same for the Patriots.
If you wonder why the Patriots never win another Super Bowl in the 21st century, you will be wise to remember that the Butler did it.
Like some benighted head of the Inquisition, Bill Belichick made his decisions to burn the defense at the stake during the Super Bowl. Heretics be damned, and leading the charge was the ingrate (in Swami Belichick’s eyes), the man who tried to jump ship before the season began: Malcolm Butler.
It was an unforgivable sin—and now Malcolm Butler has paid for it with his reputation. Oh, someone will give him a big payday—and perhaps he will fade into oblivion in some other football venue.
However, in Foxboro, his curse will be laid upon Tom Brady worse than broken mirrors and contempt for sports superstition.
The howls in the night and the bumps and bangs you hear are the restless spirits of players done dirt by Bill Belichick.
Though he may go into retirement, he will leave a haunted Patriot Place for Josh McDaniels, forcing him to call in ghostbusters and hold séances for the betterment of the Kraft legacy.
Move over, Shirley Jackson, Gillette Stadium is the new house on Haunted Hill.