He’s just too damn good.
I’m not even talking about his football ability.
Constantly flashing that “cheese eating” grin and starring in goofy commercials.
I mean, even when we heard about the HGH we knew he it couldn’t have been his, even though in the darkness recesses of our hearts we were kind of hoping it was.
Sometimes we just wish he would cheat or dab or even throw his ping pong paddle at that that little punk that spiked on his ass. Just so we know he’s human like the rest of us.
But none of that would make sense if he didn’t also have his supernatural moments on the gridiron.
When he’s just in that zone tearing up the defense and annoying the piss out of us by pointing and yelling some nonesense.
There was also that part of us that wondered and secretly hoped we were wrong.
That’s why even though it was ugly, we aren’t that upset or surprised that he got the win.
Or that he will ride of smiling into the sunset, as the man we love to hate.