You've been saying that for 2 days now. You realize arguing about how the score turned out after the fact is not a valid defense to rule-breaking that occurred before the outcome could have been known, right? That they did not need to cheat to win does not excuse the cheating.
You also understand that this was not the first time, which is why the other team and officials had been alerted, right?
What was the score in the Super Bowls they won where they knew the other team's game plan by spying on their practices? Answer: We don't care.
We get it, you're a Patriots fan and don't care about their cheating so long as you get the win. That is part of why everyone else hates the Patriots so much, and why the championships they won under Belickick will always be less worthy of honor.
I think I'll go rob McGruff's house. If I get caught, I'll just buy my own TV and it will all be good. I had the money, so no big deal. And then, I'll do it again and again.
One thing no one is saying, but is absolutely true: No way those equipment guys do this without Belichick's approval. Anyone who works for that organization would never do something like this without him giving the ok, even for Brady. They just have no evidence about Belichick, no texts. He's smart enough to not send any texts like that.
One other thing, then you can come back with some "witty", illogical riposte, like "crybaby": I don't know what punishment the league will come up with, but even if it is harsh, the Patriots will never file a lawsuit. No way are they going to subject Tommy Boy and Belichick to having to testify under oath in any of this. They might appeal to a league arbitrator, but it will never get beyond that. The lying is what got A Rod and the Saints, not the conduct.
In most football games they have things called referees. Guess what their job is.
Either they were incompetent or maybe they were on the take.
Even if you took away all the points the Patriots scored in the first half (before the balls were switched out) the final score would have been 28-7.
Be a man. Admit you got the snot beat out of you.
There's no crying in baseball.