Uh, hey dipshits? You gonna give me a name or what?

While we know quite a bit about Tom Brady and Bridget Moynahan, details about the kid are still sparse. We know it’s a boy and…well, that’s about it. Tom Brady, we must imagine, is surely overwhelmed with the realization that his life is now over. Yeah, being a dad is great and whatever (that’s what I read, anyway), but as he watches a promising career of pure bachelorhood evaporate before his eyes, his latest acquisition now toils in this mortal neo-natal world of ours, nameless.

Sadly, our newly-papoosed prodigal passer might be mere hours from being slapped with some ridiculous Hollywood-inspired child’s name like “Coco” or “Apple.” Or worse, he could spend his life shouldering even something more uninspired, like “4real” or “@.” Hey, @, how are you today? What’s that, @? Could you repeat that, @? What’s your email address, again?

We cannot let this happen. This is, after all, A Baby Of Destiny. We must rise to this occasion as voices of reason, and hope that, for all our collective efforts, one name stands above all. For this draft, you are naming this baby. You know the rules. I will go first.

Anakin Bootylicious Brady.

Pick a name. Wait ten picks. Pick another name. If you have time, mock and ridicule the ones that fuck this up. Time is a factor here. The fate of the future lies in your hands.

Go.