walk into a bar.
Eli sits down and orders a scotch and soda.
Bartender: Looks like you got run over by a truck...bad day?
Eli: Yeah, make that a double. I signed for big bucks in NY. Got to the playoffs and pulled an ARod (Arod grimaces in the background). Now I get boo'ed everywhere I go.
Bartender: That is rough. Here you go.
Peyton sits down next to his brother and orders a double scotch.
Bartender: You want water or soda?
Peyton: Straight and make it a triple.
Bartender: You could not have had a worse time than your brother?
Peyton: Oh please. He has it easy and is just a cry baby. Try being a league MVP, having your team picked by EVERYONE to win it all and pulling ANOTHER ARod in the playoffs (ARod grimaces again). Try being compared to ARod everywhere I go. Try being called the king of the tack on TD....Mr. Invisible in the playoffs. Mr. Duck and Cover.
Bartender: That does sound pretty bad.
Peyton: You have no idea. I never leave my house without a disguise except when I make those DTV commericals and have to sing in the street.
Arod finally approaches the bar.
Arod: Give me an Alabama Slammer with a touch of lemon and put one of those umbrella things in it.
Bartender:...ahhhh OK. Last person to order that was Bush.
Arod: HW or W?
Bartender: Barbara. You have a rough day.
Arod: These guys have not got a clue. I have all those problems and everywhere I go there are Yankee fans drawing pocket books on my pictures, blaming me for letting their mortal enemy win the WS, and to top it off, they say a curse is now named after me.
Bartender: A curse...what curse?
Arod: Something about A-Choke and never being able to win so long as I am on the team...it is not my fault...really. I do my best.
Arod starts to cry.
Bartender: You do have it rough. Can I get you another on the house?
Arod: Thanks. Use Lime instead of lemon in this one though.