The primordial swamp beast, the golden quarterback prospect, the once in a generation talent, the leader of another Indianapolis AFC South dynasty and perennial Super Bowl contender is done playing football. Andrew Luck is gone forever. The king millennial has decided to go be an architect and read Dune or whatever, and enjoy the rest of his life. Good for him. I’m so jealous. I’m dying to retire already.
None of the things that were thought to happen in his career happened. The Superbowl trophies never materialized. MVP trophies were never bathed in his gargantuan tears.