Faceless entities! Now is the time to repent for our misgivings and bad tidings. I'll start the bidding war with my opinion on reality shows and that is that I don't much care for them...any of them. It's all a crock of shit that makes Webster redefine the word 'reality'. If it's scripted, or there's parameters, or amateur actors...then it's not reality. Reality happens in a flash--in an instant. Scraps of reality can be captured or recreated to invoke human reaction but the fact remains is that reality is a fleeting subject that is both rare and often fabricated.
How about that? We're living in a world where reality isn't real anymore. Happy birthday to anybody born today.
Well kiddos, it's now March which means it's time to talk about professional football because free agency has opened and Denver is acting like a disgruntled girlfriend. It turns out that Denver didn't really handle that crushing loss in the Super Bowl very well and they're lashing out by buying everybody they can. They signed Aqib Talib to a 57 meulllioooonnnn dollar contract and former Cowboy DeMarcus Ware to a 30 meulllioooonnnn dollar contract to 'bolster their defense'.
Good for them.
On the surface it looks like John Elway woke up and realized that Peyton Manning was a ticking time bomb and that if you were the last one holding him...well then...kaboom. Elway had the luxury of retiring after winning two Super Bowls in a row and I'm sure he wants Peyton to go out on top. The unfortunate circumstance of the whole thing (and one would even go as far to call it ironic) is that it's obvious you can be the greatest quarterback of your generation but not reach the pinnacle until the pieces around you fall into place.
Elway was blessed. He got Terrell Davis. I know two things about Terrell Davis. He wore braces in the NFL and he was the Second Coming in running back form. I'm not going to bother to look up his stats or how long he played in the NFL because I'd like to be ignorant and just assume he played two years and dominated both of them and that was that. But I'm not that naive. He actually played six years and is the Denver Broncos leading rusher of all-time, which is more telling than anything else. He played SIX years.
I know Peyton Manning has won a Super Bowl already but in today's NFL he is mostly compared to some guy named Tom Brady that is considered his contemporary and has won multiple Super Bowls but also has children with different mothers. Tom Brady has three rings: Jim Kelly, Dan Marino, Fran Tarkenton, Boomer Esiason, Warren Moon, and Dan Fouts have a collective ZERO rings. Where's your messiah now?
Apparently there's no price tag on another ring for Peyton Manning. The thing that comes out though about every number and every dollar is very telling...this is the last stand of Ol' Top Heavy.
If Peyton doesn't win the big salami in 2014/2015 he'll retire and his forehead will finally be used as the world's biggest projector screen. Vonnegut would say, "So it goes," but I have a few more choice words than that. The final stand of Peyton Manning is also the mortgage of an entire NFL franchise. The amount of money that the Denver Broncos are doling out is going to catch up with them and soon some other names are going to be departing. That adds up to pressure and even more weight on the shoulders on our dear sweet Peyton. You don't have to be a scholar of the sport to recognize how Peyton performs under pressure. In layman terms, "notsa so good."
Peyton does have one thing working for him, however, and that's this is the Twilight Zone after all. The ridiculous moves that the Broncos are making will pan out and Peyton will get his second and final ring and ride off into the sunset on a very unfortunate horse that doesn't understand weight distribution. Don't worry, faceless entities, I'll stand here in loyal defiance and object to everything Peyton related.
This is still a sport, even in the Twilight Zone, and not even the Yankees can buy happiness. Well...sustained happiness for the most part.
In reality, I'd like to think that Peyton is humbled in the same fashion that all the non-Super Bowl winning quarterbacks I mentioned are. They wanted one, just one, and were denied. Peyton wants a second one.
Screw him.
