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Bill Belichick’s outfit at Jordon Hudson’s dance show was a doozy, Brittany Mahomes goes cowgirl & Alina Habba

It’s the last week of April, friends. We are here. We did it. Feels like these are the last few days of spring, right? Maybe it’s because I’m in Florida and it’s supposed to be 90 this weekend, but when May rolls around, spring is over for me.

We’re about to be in the thick of it. We will have a few minor hold times in May and that is below 85 for us. What about other than that? Summer is about to come.

I can smell it. I can feel it in my bones. Snakes came out. The creatures are nibbling a bit. I have to run the lawnmower more than once a week. I change shirts more than once a day and some days I don’t even leave the house.

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It’s not important. Summer will always find you in Florida. Let’s roll.

Welcome to Monday Night Drinks, where Bill Belichick and Jordan Hudson had a dominant weekend at one of Jordan’s recitals. Wait until you see Bill’s outfit for the tournament. Is UNC about to tear the college football world apart this season, or WHAT?

What else? I got the best of the rest from a #content-filled weekend, where the Red Sox embarrassingly escorted fired horse-drawn carriages out of town over the weekend and an alligator escorted me from my pond on Saturday. True story.

Okay, let me get you some ribs National Prime Rib Day, and get ready for ‘Cap’ on Monday!

Bill Belichick and Jordan Hudson pose for photos on the red carpet at the 14th Annual NFL Honors Ceremony held at the Saenger Theater in New Orleans, La. on February 6, 2025. (Michael Owens/Getty Images)

Bill prepares for the season

I have a confession to make… ribs? It’s exaggerated. No problem. It’s nothing special. I don’t know why, but I’ve never been his biggest fan.

And I love a good ribeye steak, which makes it even more confusing. They are similar but different. This is stupid. Anyway, my sister is getting married this Saturday and I chose snapper over filet. What kind of choice is this? This has nothing to do with National Prime Rib Day, of course, but I needed to fill in some space before starting the lesson, so here’s that.

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I love a good snapper though!

Okay, let’s get back to business. We’re about three months away from the start of fall college football practices, and Chapel Hill’s First Lady is ready to take action:

What a #content-filled week!

Great stuff from 74-year-old Bill Belichick. This is true love, friends. Take this, Pablo Torre! Only true love could make a six-time Super Bowl champion coach spend an offseason Saturday dressed like this HE at an adult gymnastics competitionHE A gymnastics competition for adults.

North Carolina is currently being ridiculed for not taking a single player in last week’s NFL Draft. Laugh all you want, poor bastards. Bill doesn’t look surprised at all.

I think the Tar Heels are going to have a big season. Lock up.

Okay, let’s move on to the best #content from the very busy last weekend of April!

Red Sox, Brittany and the gators, oh my!

Obviously, the big story this weekend was the White House dinner on Saturday night. Luckily, no one was injured except the asshole attacker. Good morning my baby.

Anyway, a few thoughts…

  1. I can joke about it since no one was injured. How about a girl who was videotaping herself the whole time instead of SHOOTER? Unbelievable. What a great time to be alive.
  2. Kay Adams was in four of the last six classes. Even for me this is low.
  3. It should come as no surprise to anyone that Alina Habba dominated the event.
  4. The Red Sox are a clown show. Look at that minibus! Unbelievable.

Speaking of which, let’s quickly transition this Monday lesson into a big Monday night. First? Looks like Alex Cora and his rabble of scapegoat coaches are taking unemployment hard:

As OutKick’s resident Red Sox fan, I wrote openly about the minivan commercial this morning. I’ll even link it for you here so you don’t have to try to navigate the new website. You’re welcome!

Anyway, firing Cora is just putting lipstick on a pig. This is it. Craig Breslow STINKS. John Henry is a generational scumbag. As long as these two are in office, nothing will change.

The Sox made a surprise playoff run last year and then folded completely in the offseason. Breslow sniffed everyone. Everyone. Alex Bregman. Pete Alonso. Kyle Schwarber. The Sox needed a bat. Instead they lost one and got none.

Breslow then decided to hang on to all five outfielders rather than trade one or two for another need situation. Now the team faces predictable gridlock in the outfield and lineup.

Boston Red Sox baseball chief Craig Breslow speaks to media at George M. Steinbrenner Field

Boston Red Sox baseball chief Craig Breslow speaks to the media at George M. Steinbrenner Field during a Grapefruit League press conference. (Kim Klement Neitzel/USA TODAY Sports)

He brought in Caleb Durbin at third base to replace Alex Bregman, who was the team’s undisputed leader last season. This was an indescribable disaster.

He traded Kyle Harrison, the best player the team acquired in the Rafael Devers trade, to Milwaukee. Harrison is currently 2-1 this season with a 2.28 ERA. That would be by far the lowest ERA of any starter currently in the Red Sox rotation.

Do I need to continue? I mean, oh my god. What a joke.

Note: It was so perfect that the Sox didn’t even have the foresight to hang Red Sox banners behind these two puppets in Baltimore.

Unbelievable.

Next? While Breslow was blaming everyone but himself, I was busy at WORK in my backyard over the weekend:

florida alligator picture

crocodile in the backyard (Zach Dean)

There have been two crocodiles in our lake for about a month. It’s just my house and seven other houses surrounding the lake, so it became very popular in the neighborhood group chat.

Anyway, we finally went out and found someone to set a trap in my backyard, which was just a fishing pole with a piece of chicken hanging from it.

Saturday morning I woke up and looked outside, the chicken was gone. He was tied up. This guy showed up a few hours later, wrestled her for a few minutes until she put his boot in her mouth, and then taped it shut. Just regular electrical tape. Unbelievable.

It came to just under five feet tall. Tiny, yes, but I assume it’s big enough to take on a dog or three in the neighborhood. So one is gone, one is gone.

God, I love this situation.

OK, that’s it for today. A good start to the week. Count us in on that, Brittany Mahomes!

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OutKick Nightcaps is a daily column (roughly speaking, we are not robots) that will be published Monday through Friday at 4pm.

Have you ever wrestled with a crocodile? Email me Zach.Dean@OutKick.com.

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