Something was different about that night, every time
Tom Brady tried to pull away I stayed with him, then the
impossible happened, he said we're too far from the shore, so I told him I didn't save anything for the trip back. He had no excuse to fail, so he started to swim back to shore and on the way he started sinking, so I took him back to the shore. It was
the one time Tom Brady was not as strong as he thought, and I was not as weak as I thought. I somehow pulled the guy down to mine and everybody else's level that night. He became chicken of the sea that night.