Drew Brees is the Led Zeppelin of the NFL
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Drew Brees is a Golden God. Okay, a Black-and-Golden God. He enters Week 9 of the NFL season with an all-time record of 72,435 passing yards. And his 502 passing touchdowns are just 38 behind all-time leader Peyton Manning. With every completion, he breaks another record. His passing is like nothing seen before—innovative, aggressive, swaggering, rousing and raucous. He drives his fans into an orgasmic ecstasy. But outside of the screaming masses, Brees leaves many others cold, believing his records lack substance and his greatness is vastly overstated.
Despite his smashing success, Brees is never lifted above his current and former contemporaries. Tom Brady is The Beatles of quarterbacks. But in the debate of greatness, The Rolling Stones is not Brees but Peyton Manning. Most people are Brady people. There are some Peyton people. Brees is not even referenced in the debate. So if quarterbacks were rock icons, Brees is Led Zeppelin.
Brees has distanced himself from Tom Brady in yards and likely will pass both Brady and Manning in touchdowns. It’s similar to how Zeppelin broke records set by The Beatles and were easily the most popular act of the 1970s. They, more than anyone, defined stadium rock.
Brees similarly defined modern football and the emergence of the passing game as an unstoppable force, throwing for 5,000 or more yards five times, compared to four for every other quarterback in history combined.
And while Zeppelin didn’t win a Grammy during the life of the band, Brees has incredibly never been named the NFL’s Most Valuable Player.
Brees, short for a quarterback at just six-feet tall, was punished for his size by being selected behind no-names like David Terrell, Gerard Warren, Jamal Reynolds and Damione Lewis in the NFL Draft
Similarly, the critics had the knives out for Led Zeppelin from the outset, trashing their stature of all things, as in this super-sarcastic Rolling Stone review of Led Zeppelin II by John Mendelsohn:
“And who can deny that Jimmy Page is the absolute number-one heaviest white blues guitarist between 5’4? and 5’8? in the world?? Shit, man, on this album he further demonstrates that he could absolutely fucking shut down any white bluesman alive, and with one fucking hand tied behind his back too.”
Like the criticism of Zeppelin, the knocks on Brees seem downright bizarre. From his pre-draft scouting report: Brees “lacks accuracy and touch on his long throws….”
Wut? Brees soon beat an Olympic archer in a bullseye contest for cryin’ out loud. Witness.
What’s next, saying Robert Plant can’t sing? Oh, wait…. Here’s Rolling Stone again on Led Zeppelin I: “Plant’s strained and unconvincing shouting… He may be as foppish as Rod Stewart, but he’s nowhere near so exciting, especially in the higher registers….”