I didn’t dissect this game Sunday night fully due to the forced celebration of my birthday: nothing I could do about it.

Let’s begin with every one of you haters out there that was talking shit about the GOAT. Peyton Manning outperformed Aaron Rodgers so badly it ended up being the least amount of passing yards the FudgePacker had ever thrown for. And Manning managed over 200 in the first half, setting up a run-based second half. He would still eclipse 300 yards by the end.

Denver had a strong game plan coming in. Rodgers is not a God, he is not the GOAT, and he isn’t even Brett Favre. What he is is a douchey, mildy cunning snarf who waits for you to mess up. He likes to buy some time with the white boy scramble, then toss it over your head when you bite on the run. By being prepared for this, our top two corners Chris Harris and Aquib Talib explained, they were able to shut it down all night.

Manning’s opening drive was solid, stalling just shy of a first down past midfield. There was not a single drive the entire game that he did not move those chains. This is the media’s problem: you’re taking a guys statistics and basing his success purely on the amount of touchdowns he throws. Not only does he have the most in a single season ever since returning from spinal cord surgery, he’s won every game in 2015.

On both early Broncos touchdowns, Manning successfully completed a deep bomb, then let his running back take it to the house. The unselfishness he’s showing is a wise veteran that doesn’t need accolades, just wins. He’s still changing plays at the line of scrimmage and seeing things most coaches can’t even. Fuck off.

There was no denying Denver’s defense, especially at home. Rodgers received a bail-out roughing the passer call on a clean third down hit, only to score their lone touchdown of the game. Take note, Detroit (who plays them yet twice). Without Jordy Nelson, you can dominate Green Bay.

Peyton added a second half score, and the defense safetied a missnap in the end zone for a 29-10 final. Feel free to keep overlooking us, sports world. We’ll just keep on silently winning.