By Jeffrey Petts
Anyone that has been reading Canon Fodder for a while knows about my streak of Manning Hate. (I spent twenty minutes looking through the extensive CF library and couldn’t find a single reference to my Manning Hate – maybe you know nothing about it at all.)
Anyway…
I’m not Peyton’s biggest fan. Oh, he’s a fantastic quarterback. And his commercials are hysterical. Really, they are. Here’s an example of a mock commercial he did on Saturday Night Live:
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You see, the guy is shrewd enough to poke fun at himself. You know, if you like 6’5â€, 230 pound quarterbacks… with a laser rocket arm.
And I do like quarterbacks like him. But I just don’t like him. Never have. (Honestly, I blame his former Tennessee coach, Phil Fulmer for screwing over Michigan back in ’97 in the Coach’s Poll.)
So on Saturday, I was thoroughly enjoying the San Diego Chargers upset of Manning’s precious Colts in Indianapolis. My chest was filled with a warm glow as my heart sang out in joy.
Then Chargers QB Philip Rivers got hurt and walked off to the locker room. On his way to the tunnel, he turned to a fan, pointed and said, “I’ll be back.†Rivers was grinning as he said it. I sat at home and thought, Cool, he’ll be back.
You see, Rivers had the swagger of a champion. It seemed a bit strange, you know, because he hasn’t won anything in the NFL, but there he was, swaggering and grinning and putting fear into Colts fans.
By the time the fourth quarter rolled around, Rivers was riding the pine for good. All the moxie in the world wasn’t getting him back into the game. It was Peyton’s to lose.
Another one of the big reasons I’ve never been a Manning fan is his lack of leadership skills. If things aren’t going right, Peyton puts on his Manning Face. A receiver drops a ball. Manning Face. Offensive line misses a block. Manning Face. Kicker shanks a game-winning field goal. Manning face.
Needless to say, fans in Indianapolis may have a Super Bowl victory to celebrate, but they’ll never mistake their quarterback for Joe Montana.
Trailing late in the fourth, things began to get tough for the Colts. Favorite Manning target Marvin Harrison was on the bench. Newly-anointed favorite target Reggie Wayne was crushed when a Manning pass led him into a headlong collision with Bolts free safety Marlon McCree. I’m sure the resulting Manning Face was because he led his best able-bodied receiver into a game-ending engagement with a bloodthirsty defender rather than because Wayne failed to catch the ball. (Note to Peyton: Good quarterbacks don’t get their receivers decapitated.)
With a little over a minute left in the game and trailing by four, Manning had his team facing 4th and 5 at the 37. Manning face was beaming. Even if the fans didn’t realize it yet, the Colts players did. Incomplete pass. Change of possession. Season over.
San Diego fans are yet to enjoy the Vince Lombardi Trophy, but after watching Sunday’s game, I’m sure folks in southern California feel slightly better about their man under center. At the very least, they know their Chargers have a natural leader taking snaps.
On the other hand, we probably saw a bit of tarnish on the ol’ Manning mystique. Not because his team lost. That happens. It’s the lack of confidence – heart – that he showed when his team needed some Manning magic. Colts fans are stuck with the Tin Woodman with the Manning Face.