The one person
Brady has always wanted to meet is Tiger Woods, but he's never had the nerve to
introduce himself, even after he was in Woods's gallery recently outside
Boston.
Shy is cool.
Check.
His rival for top
QB in the league, Peyton Manning, has done every commercial short of adult
diapers, but Brady has done almost zero, even though, with his looks and charm
and game, he could sell pogo sticks to seniors.
"You realize
you're turning down a lot of dough, yeah, but it's just not me. I'm just not
going to go out and do a Chunky Soup ad.... Like that [ MasterCard] ad Peyton
did about, 'Cut that meat! Cut that meat!'—our D-line yelled that every time he
came up to the line. 'Cut that meat!' Man, I'm so glad I didn't do that
one."
Integrity.
Check.
Ask him: What about
a bar in Hollywood? Or a restaurant in SoHo? It would be the hottest joint
since Bachelors III! He looks at you like you're from Pluto. "You mean,
like Namath's? Oh, man, my mom loved Joe Namath. But I don't think I could pull
off something like that."
Modesty. Check.
See, Brady is
Namath with a milk mustache. Mothers want him for supper and daughters for
everything after. O.K., you might say, but how cool is it to get one woman
pregnant ( Moynahan) and be dating another ( B�ndchen)? Well, a) Brady says he
didn't know Moynahan was pregnant until after they'd broken up, and b) Brady is
aching to be a full-time dad. He was there three weeks ago for the birth of
John Edward Thomas Moynahan.
"I kind of
cuddled him like a football," Brady says, adding that it's killing him that
he can't be in Los Angeles for every sneeze. "I'd love to be out there all
the time, year-round, but it's hard to make that a reality. I live here. But
I'll start lobbying for off days throughout the year."
Personal
responsibility. Check.