Peyton Manning needs a nickname.
So far, the best one I’ve heard for the Manning of the Hour is “The Sheriff,” but that makes me think of the incompetent Roscoe P. Coltrane from The Dukes of Hazzard. Before the Internet existed, by the way, I thought his name was Roscoe Peco Train. A-kee, kee, kee.
Now Peyt the Great is definitely a good ol’ boy, but he’s going up against Seattle’s Legion of Boom and Beast Mode on Sunday. The point is, we need a cool headline for Monday’s paper, so “Manning’s Broncos top Seahawks” just isn’t going to cut it.
That is what’s going to happen, even though the Shermanator thinks duck season opens Sunday. It’s actually wabbit season, though, so the Manningimal is going to make the mental case who thinks he’s the best cornerback in the galaxy look daffy.
Of course, should Seattle win, we could use “The duck stops here” on Monday. Or if the Prime Minister delivers and sticks with Denver for another season, we could go with “Manning starts duck dynasty.”
OK, my sinus medication is clearly wearing off, so let’s just say the Broncos hit Pey Dirt with a Super Bowl title Sunday and be pun and done.
Prediction: Broncos 24, Seahawks 20.
It’s nice to know the national media is paying attention to what I write.
You no doubt remember my Super Bowl prediction last year when I tried to start a campaign to keep Joe Torre, Bobby Cox and Tony La Russa out of the Baseball Hall of Fame (why wouldn’t I write about that in a story that’s supposed to be about pro football?).
My campaign never gained much traction.