I love the Manning boys. So cute! So talented! And from all appearances very nice. If they have skeletons in their closets, chicks on the side or a penchant for ingesting illegal substance I haven't heard about it.
But last night when Drew Brees, after leading the New Orleans Saints to their first Super Bowl victory, held his son on the podium? I might have melted just a little bit.
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I watched the game but was messing around on the computer when all the post-game stuff was going on. I happened to turn around just in time to see Drew kiss his son...and I swooned.
Oh my gosh, that video of that man kissing his little baby boy with tears in his eyes made me cry last night, and just now when I watched it again. How precious is that?
It was pretty awesome.
Oh, how sweet is that?!
I know--I'm a HUGE Manning fan, but I happily accepted a loss to Drew Brees and those Saints--he's a stand-up guy, too. Three cheers for the GOOD GUYS in sports!
Such a sweet moment! I watched Drew on Ellen yesterday, he seems very genuine and humble.
All melty over here.
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