Count this writer as an ex-Broncos fan
How do I tell my grandchildren that I am no longer a Denver Bronco fan? They are five years old and have a “jump up and down on the couch” excitement for Tim Tebow and the Denver Broncos. I helped make them that way. I was that loyal fan for 30 years through thick and through thin.
Now, my trust and belief in the organization is gone. It’s become apparent that the “head office” wanted to throw Tebow under the bus when they got the chance. Never mind that he rallied the Broncos to inspiring wins that revived the Bronco nation. The Pittsburgh overtime playoff (11 seconds — count them) is one of the best moments in NFL history. And Peyton Manning — he never would have signed with a losing Denver team.
So leaving the Broncos is an easy move for me. What’s not easy is trying to explain to my grandkids that football is not just a game. It’s much more. Elvis has left the building.
Poor Sonja. I'm not sure if I feel more sorry for her or for her grandchildren, since they probably need some ritalin for that jumping-up-and-down-on-the-couch issue.
I've heard different versions of this country song, but they always sing the same chorus: I've been such a loyal subject through the toughest of times, but now, I can't take it any more and I'm going home!
Give me a freakin' break, Sonja Black. The Denver Broncos are bigger than you. They're bigger than me. They're bigger than the whole of Wyoming, Colorado, and the Rocky Mountains for that matter. And yes, they are bigger than Tim Tebow (they might not be bigger than John Elway, though, after that sweet-ass Peyton Manning trade, you know what I'm sayin'?). The good news is with the NFL SUNDAY TICKET™, you can watch your precious each and every week in New York City.
Now, get the hell out of Dodge.
One final question. Is Sonja comparing herself to Elvis or is she saying that Tim Tebow is Elvis? Either way, we're going to need to bring in some fried peanut-butter and banana sandwiches pronto. Oh, and bring a shotgun. There's some TVs that need shot up--in Powell, Wyoming.