Dear Coach Belichick:

DiMauro here. Yeah, I know. Not always your biggest fan. I may have to apologize for those cracks about cheating and your sideline attire. But I'd like to think, you know, it's a new year and we can all grow.

Plus, we have a few things in common. We share an affinity for the football Giants, with whom  you helped win two Super Bowls; and we have a background in Middletown. I grew up there and you attended Wesleyan. So we're practically bros.

Anyhoo, I'm writing this letter to convince you to get out of Foxborough and come back where it all began for you.

Please consider becoming the head coach of the New York Football Giants.

I read with great interest ESPN's Friday report on the rift between you, the owner and the quarterback of the Patriots. Not sure about you, but here's what I learned: Robert Kraft values Tom Brady's opinions and contributions more than yours.

Why else would he order you to trade Jimmy Garoppolo?

There's ample evidence in that story 1) you didn't want to; 2) Brady didn't particularly like him or want to mentor him; 3) Brady viewed him as a threat because he wants to play until he's older than Betty White. And thinks he can.

If Mr. Kraft truly valued your opinion — and could objectively see the future of the franchise — there's no way he'd have allowed a player with Garoppolo's potential to bring his heart to San Francisco. You don't seem like the type of guy who allows such details to escape you.

Moreover, seems TB12 is becoming more petulant by the day. Suddenly, he can't accept your constructive criticism. He believes in All Things Alex Guerrero, his guru/trainer, who may or may not be a complete fraud. I mean, one wrong hit from one snarling defensive tackle and TB12 is finito, thereby making all of Guerrero's suggested kale shakes, diets, yoga, meditation and almond milk begin swirling the bowl.

But then, coach, you already know that.

You wouldn't have this problem with Eli Manning. Is there a classier guy in sports? Did you see how Eli handled his ridiculous benching late this season? TB12 would have picketed outside Gillette Stadium and followed his sniveling with a hunger strike. (If Guerrero allowed it, that is).

So Mr. Kraft has spoken. The Patriots win because of the quarterback. Not you. Why do you need to be there any longer? You've admitted many times that standing in the tunnel at Giants Stadium and now MetLife Stadium gives you a different feeling than in any other stadium in the league. That's because the memories you helped create there are indelible.

Remember: The Giants. NFL royalty.

Then there's this: If you returned to coach the Giants, you'd be assuming the footsteps of a dope. You're not exactly following Tom Coughlin. Or even Tom Thumb. Which means anything you do would be greatly appreciated, if for no other reason than your name isn't Ben McAdoo. Pretty sure you'd reign in Odell Beckham Jr., send Eli Apple on the first train to Clarksville and retool an offensive line that currently couldn't block the cast of Steel Magnolias.

The Giants, despite the 3-13 record, aren't that far away from being a good team again. You'd bring instant credibility, pay homage to the Giants Way (defense and good punting) and then perhaps make Mr. Kraft realize exactly what he lost.

I know there's a chance the Giants hire one of your underlings (Josh McDaniels) for the job. He'd be fine, too. But why settle for an Acura when you can drive a Maserati?

Finally, you'd be trading in Kraft, a wannabe, for Mara, who will mind his business, not seek the media spotlight and run the team quietly and professionally.

C'mon, coach. Your time in New England is over. They don't appreciate you. And prove Thomas Wolfe wrong. You can go home again.

This is the opinion of Day sports columnist Mike DiMauro