But you only get one choice.

But one of these guys has to be voted in by fans.

In 1994 … earned Parcells NFL Coach of the Year honors.

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We’ve been down this road with Tuna before.

A Super Bowl trip.

And of course he’s in Canton, which you would think would automatically get him into Foxboro.

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But with Parcells, there are mitigating factors.

And that laid the infrastructure for their messy public divorce.

Everyone remembers that ended with Parcells not flying home with his players and coaches.

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And he could not have been more entertaining while he was doing it.

But all this needs to be factored in.

Simply put, Mankins is the second best player at his position in the history of the franchise.

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But it really is more anecdotal.

And if anecdotes were stats, he’d have led all interior lineman in the league.

Nobody in football played with a meaner streak than he did.

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And no one was ever quicker to throw the first punch.

But like most guys who are truly tough, he didn’t have to talk a big game.

In fact, he was one of the most soft-spoken badasses in Boston sports history.

Which nobody knew about until he had surgery after the season was over.

As a Patriot, he caught eight regular season passes and two more in the playoffs.

He earned Pro Bowl and first-team Associated Press All-Pro honors following the 2007 season.

This is Vrabel’s seventh consecutive selection as a Patriots Hall of Fame finalist.

There are plenty of choices for The Big Bang moment when the universe gave birth to the Patriots Dynasty.

Mr. Kraft hiring Belichick.

Belichick drafting Tom Brady.

The Mo Lewis hit on Drew Bledsoe, and so on.

But I’m picking one that brought immediate results.

And that was the first minute of Free Agency in 2000.

Back then it started at midnight on Friday.

In that way, he’s practically the quintessential Belichick Guy.

And let’s not discount that last line.

Seven years is enough.

Odds of getting in: 1 to 5

I apologize if this doesn’t make sense.

I don’t know how odds work and was promised there’d be no math.

Just take my word for it.

It is Mike Vrabel’s time to don the hallowed red jacket.