As of about 8 this morning I thought Gronk was going to be at the epicenter of a media firestorm and that is the last thing the Pats need going into The Big Game.

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“You guys know my favorite number,” Gronkowski said. “You know what I’m talking about. She knows what number I’m talking about [pointing to a reporter]. Ask her. That’s the answer.” - Rob Gronkowski (via NFL Network)

For those of you who may be unaware, Gronk's favorite number isn't the one on his jersey (87) . It's the sexually coded two digit number most commonly seen as graffiti spray painted all over water towers and overpasses throughout the country (69).

I've often thought that if Rob Gronkowski danced suggestively in front of The Queen of England herself, she would remark. "What a spirited lad. So full of youthful exuberance. Certainly an energetic and delightful presence." Or something similar.

Gronk has always been so genuinely immature, goofy and lovable that he gets away with much more than the average professional athlete.

Most of the 'firestorm' seems generated from New York tabloid press and it seems to be dying down because the reporter that Gronk pointed to was laughing at (and with) his charming idiocy.

But it might not be a bad idea for Mr. Gronkowski to 'iksnay the ixtyninesay' for the rest of the week.

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