New England Patriots quarterback Tom Brady stepped out of a black sedan. Wearing stylish sunglasses, a black suite and black tie, he looked dressed for a funeral. Brady hustled past the media and into a lower Manhattan courtroom.
There’s a riveting tragic irony playing in New York this winter. Its protagonist is an over-sized ego who is clinging to his short-lived success of recent past. The performance begins with a prediction that coincidentally sets off a chain of flops, frustration and failure.