 Could you imagine Bill Belichick, just to get his feet wet back in the NFL, coming out as a frozen tundra, cigar in his mouth, big French coat like Safari, as the defensive coordinator of the Green Bay Packers? Yeah, because he needs to get his feet wet, Joe. He's forgotten. He's been 50 years in a row. This is the first year in over a half century that Belichick is not on the sideline in some capacity.