With all the hit piece diva stuff about Rodgers lately, I thought I'd share a personal little story (and I apologize if I have already related this here) :
I was up at training camp the year Rodgers was drafted. I was waiting near that metal fence where the players pass near the practice field.
Rodgers passed by. An older woman passed a notepad thru the fence to him & requested an autograph. He took it, began signing - when a gust of wind took it away. He turned around, located it, and tracked it down. He started again. Another gust took it away - and he chased it down again & finished signing.
Now, this may mean nothing... but : sometimes a small random act can open up a look into the character of a person.
I've liked Rodgers ever since.
I was up at training camp the year Rodgers was drafted. I was waiting near that metal fence where the players pass near the practice field.
Rodgers passed by. An older woman passed a notepad thru the fence to him & requested an autograph. He took it, began signing - when a gust of wind took it away. He turned around, located it, and tracked it down. He started again. Another gust took it away - and he chased it down again & finished signing.
Now, this may mean nothing... but : sometimes a small random act can open up a look into the character of a person.
I've liked Rodgers ever since.


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