On March 24, Peyton Manning turned 40 years old. In his honor, I’m throwing it back to a Facebook post I wrote before the Broncos vs. Seahawks Super Bowl.
My daughter asked me why I want Peyton Manning to win this Super Bowl as much as I do. Before I answered her, I thought about it.
I want him to win because, even though his career has had more lows than people realize, he loves the game of football. I want him to win because when his team replaced him with a younger, stronger quarterback, he said a gracious, emotional good-bye to his fans. I want him to win because, no matter where he plays, he brings out the best in his teammates. I want him to win because when his little brother played in his first Super Bowl, he hid in the shadows of a press box so he wouldn’t draw attention. The only image of him was when he threw up his hands in victory, as if he won the game himself.
The answer I gave my daughter was, “I want him to win because I am sure he has a really nice mom.”