The following is my opinion, formed over many years of having Peyton Manning shoved down my throat by my fellow Tennesseans.
Can anyone explain to me why anyone should give a rat's hairy hindquarters about Peyton Manning? I mean, this is the guy who is deified by fans and alumni of the University of Tennessee, yet couldn't deliver a National Championship to them. Yet, he gets a major thoroughfare in Knoxville named for him. His successor, Tee Martin, won UT a National Championship, yet is treated as an afterthought. Another one of those "things that make you go 'hmm'..."
The fact of the matter is that since the death of Steve McNair, Peyton Manning has assumed the mantle of most overrated and most irrelevant quarterback in the NFL.
The fact of the matter is that, no matter how much unwarranted and misguided praise is heaped upon him by sycophantic fans and journalists, he will never be able to surpass the level of mediocrity achieved by his footnote-in-football-history father.
The fact of the matter is that, when everything is said and done, it doesn't matter what Peyton Manning has ever done or will ever do. He will still have to go to his grave knowing in his heart that his little brother is demonstrably better than he will ever be.
Cue the pitchforks and torches...
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