We are not sure if the New England Patriots are playing "Tag" or "Chicken."
They seem to be daring Wes Welker to make the play-or cut and run to another team.
Leave it to your Patriot front office to claim they love Welker. The Krafts just want everyone to get along at Tara and pick that cotton ball when Tom throws another puff.
Welker needs to consider whether he can eke by on a measly $10m next year --and the priceless love of a Patriot Nation, which translates into product endorsements and playing catch with his best friend and legend-in-waiting, Tom Brady.
Brady invited only one Patriot teammate to visit him at the costa plenty estate in Costa Rica. You didn't see the paparazzi snapping the photo of Bill Belichick or Jonathan Kraft on the beach with Tom and Gisele. That was Wes.
The rancor that accompanied the franchise tag being applied to Logan Mankins apparently was lost on the Patriots last year. Those who do not learn from history will notice that Mankins held out, then signed, and was last seen in the Super Bowl.
Welker has plenty of reason to stay in New England and to bite the bullet. After all, the bullet is silver. Hi-yo, Brady, and his faithful companion Welkah will ride the range, fighting injustice and bounty hunters.
Let us return to the thrilling days of yesteryear when Tom Brady threw endless passes to Wes Welker in hopeless situations. Welker has now achieved a kind of extra-sensory perception that is usually reserved for dogs. He can hear Tom Brady's thoughts and can predict where the ball will end up.
Whether the Patriots play "Tag" or "Chicken," Wes Welker is the It Boy. If you're looking for the ball, Wes usually has it. If you're looking for a happy contract before next season rolls out the pads for practice, you can count on Welker being there in the slot.
We aren't worried over Franchise Tag-and neither should Wes. It's really a combo of Blind Man's Bluff and Pin the Tail on the jackass. Winner will split the difference.