Super Bowl XLVIII: Seattle Seahawks (GOAT D) v. Denver Broncos (goats) (-2.5, 48)
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As hard as it is to feel sorry for a multigozillionaire, I really do when I read things like this.
With that said, it wouldn't hurt his chances at another one if he restructured and took a pay cut to bring in some help.
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It was then that Manning, walking down a hallway back toward the locker room, still surrounded by cops, still followed by a guy dragging his bag, still trying to just find some peace and quiet and to the mourning process that comes from losing the big game in a big way.
It was then that Peyton Manning heard the very respectful voice of Steve Lopez, a beer vendor from the Bronx.
"Mr. Manning, could I please get an autograph?" the 25-year-old asked.
Manning's head turned and looked Lopez in the eye. These were the opposite ends of the NFL food chain – megastar multimillionaire and a guy hawking Bud Lights in the stands. The wave of the crowd was pushing Manning forward, but he locked in on Lopez.
"Not now," Manning said, "but when I come back this way I will."
Look, everyone has heard the stories of Peyton Manning being a good guy, a regular guy, or at least as good and regular as you can be when you are this rich and famous and successful. Everyone's read and heard the saccharine tributes to him, so much so that it's become trendy to root against him in a way, to celebrate his comeuppance, to laugh at the way his face contorts in certain ways when he's frustrated.
Someone asked that "embarrassed" question with a hint of enjoyment, after all.
Everyone understands, or should understand, that so many NFL players are humble and appreciative and respectful as Manning is – that he is one of many.
At some point, though, at some level, what really matters about a man is how he treats people who hold no leverage over him, let alone how he treats those people in moments of tumult when it would be quite understandable if he just ignored the request.
How many times through the years had Peyton Manning signed for people, stopped for photos for people, been gracious to people. Now? Here? In the harried moments after this painful and thorough loss, after a chance at a championship was lost and might never come again, in the cramped walkways of a football stadium – not some charity meet-and-greet – isn't he allowed to be, well, selfishly human?
Manning didn't think so. He didn't ignore Steve Lopez. He didn't ignore, later after he did return from that locker room, others who made the same request. Here was Cheyenne Wiseman, asking if he could sign a T-shirt. Here was Michael Wiseman of Philadelphia, looking for an autograph for his 10-year-old son, Alex.
After everything that happened, Peyton Manning kept stopping in the MetLife hallway and honoring requests for his time, no matter how fresh the wound, no matter how pronounced the pressure, no matter how desperately he just wanted to get on the bus, assume his customary place up front and get the hell out of Jersey.
"The respect he always has for the fans, that's why I like him," Lopez said. "That's why I asked, that's his reputation. I like the way he keeps his emotions out of the public."
It was then that Manning, walking down a hallway back toward the locker room, still surrounded by cops, still followed by a guy dragging his bag, still trying to just find some peace and quiet and to the mourning process that comes from losing the big game in a big way.
It was then that Peyton Manning heard the very respectful voice of Steve Lopez, a beer vendor from the Bronx.
"Mr. Manning, could I please get an autograph?" the 25-year-old asked.
Manning's head turned and looked Lopez in the eye. These were the opposite ends of the NFL food chain – megastar multimillionaire and a guy hawking Bud Lights in the stands. The wave of the crowd was pushing Manning forward, but he locked in on Lopez.
"Not now," Manning said, "but when I come back this way I will."
Look, everyone has heard the stories of Peyton Manning being a good guy, a regular guy, or at least as good and regular as you can be when you are this rich and famous and successful. Everyone's read and heard the saccharine tributes to him, so much so that it's become trendy to root against him in a way, to celebrate his comeuppance, to laugh at the way his face contorts in certain ways when he's frustrated.
Someone asked that "embarrassed" question with a hint of enjoyment, after all.
Everyone understands, or should understand, that so many NFL players are humble and appreciative and respectful as Manning is – that he is one of many.
At some point, though, at some level, what really matters about a man is how he treats people who hold no leverage over him, let alone how he treats those people in moments of tumult when it would be quite understandable if he just ignored the request.
How many times through the years had Peyton Manning signed for people, stopped for photos for people, been gracious to people. Now? Here? In the harried moments after this painful and thorough loss, after a chance at a championship was lost and might never come again, in the cramped walkways of a football stadium – not some charity meet-and-greet – isn't he allowed to be, well, selfishly human?
Manning didn't think so. He didn't ignore Steve Lopez. He didn't ignore, later after he did return from that locker room, others who made the same request. Here was Cheyenne Wiseman, asking if he could sign a T-shirt. Here was Michael Wiseman of Philadelphia, looking for an autograph for his 10-year-old son, Alex.
After everything that happened, Peyton Manning kept stopping in the MetLife hallway and honoring requests for his time, no matter how fresh the wound, no matter how pronounced the pressure, no matter how desperately he just wanted to get on the bus, assume his customary place up front and get the hell out of Jersey.
"The respect he always has for the fans, that's why I like him," Lopez said. "That's why I asked, that's his reputation. I like the way he keeps his emotions out of the public."
With that said, it wouldn't hurt his chances at another one if he restructured and took a pay cut to bring in some help.
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