I grew up an Auburn football fan. I loved Bo Jackson. I also grew up about an hour south of Knoxville, Tennessee. This geographic fact also led to my unbridled hatred for UT football and all things connected to it. Heath Shuler. Philip Fulmer. And yes, Peyton Manning - and by very loose association Eli Manning.
But a funny thing has happened over the past couple of seasons... I've begun to look at Peyton Manning as a human being. Maybe it was the clever commercials he's in that have shown him to have a sense of humor - or at least an agent with a sense of humor. But I don't think it's that entirely. It wasn't until tonight that I saw what it was. Peyton is a big brother. I see a little bit of myself in him. By that I mean that I see a little bit of all humanity in him. Tonight I watched Eli Manning play the game of his life and make critical plays down the stretch. With every must-have completion there was, courtesy of FOX, a shot of big brother Peyton in a sky box looking on with nervous energy and pride.
With the game winning touchdown pass they showed Peyton pumping his fist in the air.
It reminded me of me and my own brother. It feels good to be proud of someone. It feels good to watch them grow up.
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