I am about sick of hearing the name “Payton” (“Peyton”) this week. OK, we get it. Peyton Manning decided to go to the worst of the three options he had WR-wise in signing with Denver . (Seriously you pick Denver over Moss, Crabtree, and Davis at San Francisco and Britt and Washington in Tennessee?)
(Is it just me, or does John Elway look like he’s forcing a smile after he just realized they spent $95 million on a dude with a serious neck injury that will never return to the top of his game?)
So, I suggest we end all this modern Payton/Peyton talk. Lets talk about my favorite Payton….Walter.
Walter Payton was nicknamed “Sweetness.” Kind of a sissy name for an NFL legend, but he wore it well. And his play, put simply, was sweet.
I met Walter Payton when I was in the 5th grade. He was incredibly nice. I have a picture at my parents house of Walter and me – he has me in a headlock…it’s pretty great. So, here’s to you Walter. Way to be nice to kids, and run the ball better than anyone other than Barry Sanders.
Until later friends…