Uh oh, Brock Purdy. Your detractors are lining up.
The fellowship of Purdy Truthers can smell the validation. They prayed for times like these. Their contention this whole time is that you, the San Francisco 49ers quarterback, have been all hype, that you didn’t belong in the company of the game’s elite. They’ve been saying you’re only, well, you, because of the superstars around you. They’ve been eager to relegate you to a lesser tier, put you in line well behind Dak Prescott, Baker Mayfield and ’em.
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Oh, you better know they are watching and waiting. And hoping. For your downfall.
They’re sitting up in their seats, Brock. Rubbing their hands together
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