Don’t Go Breaking My Heart

Please Note: This is not a post about what I think the Colts should do with Peyton or where I think he’ll play next season, so if you’re looking for that, just move along.


I love Peyton Manning.  People know this.  They might not understand it or even know why, but they know.  I admittedly love him a little more than I probably should.  To say the last few weeks have been miserable is a pretty hefty understatement.  There are few things I hate more than media speculation that leads to debates without facts, which result in a pile of drama no one ACTUALLY involved intended to have happen.  Inevitably, the media will turn around and blame the actual parties involved for making such a big deal about something when the media are the ones who made a mountain out of a molehill. This is what I’ve seen happen recently as Peyton Manning’s future in the NFL and with the Colts begins to unfold this offseason.

I’ve loved this man since I was 15 years old when he was a graduating high school senior.  The sports fanatic people know me as now is a far cry from the 15-year-old girl I was then.  I did NOT love sports back then.  I went to my high school football games to see my friends.  I knew enough to get by and know when I was supposed to cheer, etc., but beyond that, I was just another teenage girl.  Then, Peyton came along, and a sports fanatic was born.

Peyton taught me football, and more than that he taught me to love the game…purely and fully…love the game.  There is no other season of any sport I look forward to more than football.  There are few things I enjoy watching more than a football game.  If I didn’t love this game as much as I do, I certainly wouldn’t have cared one bit about watching the Colts this season given how the year turned out.  And I owe all of that passion and love to Peyton.

I never imagined 18 years ago that this 18-year-old kid would impact a part of my life as much as he did.  I don’t know that I ever expected him to be as good as he turned out to be.  But I do know I wouldn’t be the sports fan I am today, if it weren’t for him.  So, when the person who started it all for me is facing the possible end of his career or a possible change of venue to finish said career, it opens up a giant space in my heart that isn’t easily filled.  I’m not gonna lie.  I’ve been on the edge of an all out ugly cry multiple times in the last few weeks simply because of all the speculation.  I’m certainly not foolish enough to think he’s immortal and will play football forever, but I am foolish enough to think he deserves to finish his career the way he wants to.  I just don’t know how much bigger the hole in my heart can get.


About Leann

Lazy Pancreas Owner. TV/Movie/Theatre Junkie. Sports Fanatic. Peyton Manning Expert. Alabama Graduate. Car Karaoke Performer. Believer In Love. Come along for the ride.

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