Bill Belichick is Nominated for an Emmy. Was Old Balls Right Again or Was Old Balls Right Again?

Imagine that. One of the most reserved, reticent, tip-lipped public figures of modern times in America takes a job in broadcasting - a part time job at that - and gets nominated for an Emmy his first time out. Who could've possibly seen this coming? 

Ahem ...

This was from July 24th. Months before the show aired. But let it be known that I've got the eye for talent of a Harvey Weinstein Quentin Tarantino. The ability to spot that unknown others have missed and see they've got the chops to be the next superstar. And Bill Belichick is my Christoph Waltz. Because sight unseen, just on the basis of this one announcement, I knew that a star was born:

Bill Belichick expounding on the list of the 100 greatest players in NFL history? Talking about the careers of some of the men he learned about as a boy, watched in college while his dad was at the Naval Academy, coached against with the Colts and Lions, game planned against with the Giants, Browns and Jets, and dominated for 20 years (and counting) in New England? Plus cracking wise like his SnapFace joke? Um …

Yes, please. How often do you get the chance to have the world’s most knowledgeable expert on a subject speaking extemporaneously about it. Opening up his vast treasure trove of wisdom and insight with the world. With all due respect to guys like Neil DeGrasse Tyson and Michio Kaku, this is like Discovery Channel doing a show about astrophysics co-hosted by Einstein. …

[A]n expansive, entertaining and jovial Bill Belichick, speaking with passion about the men he knows better than anyone. What a coup for the NFL Network. What a gift to the world. The only people who won’t benefit from this are the ones up for Emmy Awards in 2020. Sorry, Bill Hader, Sandra Oh and everyone on “Better Call Saul.” Next year TV’s newest superstar will win ALL the prizes.

Maybe I got mocked for saying this. Perhaps I got called a shameless homer and a fanboy who can't pry his lips off Belichick's ass. I don't remember. Nor do I care. All that matters is that justice is served and he beats out those other nobodies who were nominated. And that my talent for spotting future greatness is matched only by his. Being right all the time never gets old.