You may know I’m originally from Wisconsin. Being a native cheesehead (I’ve reclaimed the term), I am pretty much genetically required to be a Packer fan.
So, naturally, I find it interesting that Brett Favre, Green Bay legend, signed with one of the Packers’ main rivals, the Minnesota Vikings, today. This after retiring twice and waffling about it for what seems like the last four or five years.
I’m guessing it’ll probably work out for the Vikings about as well as it worked out for the Jets last year. [They narrowly missed the playoffs after he performed increasingly poorly as the year went on, because he was playing through injury.] Maybe worse. I don’t see the soon-to-be-40-year-old Favre lasting 10 weeks, much less 17. How prepared are the Vikings’ backup quarterbacks going to be when Favre inevitably goes down?
Despite his signing with the despised Vikes, I still have some admiration left for Favre, for what he did in a Packers uniform and his fool-headed stubborn competitiveness. If you were an NFL quarterback — a certain Hall of Famer — and you still thought you could play, wouldn’t you do pretty much the same thing? There are only 32 starting jobs for NFL QBs. What else is he going to do? There are only so many laps he can do on his riding lawnmower in Kiln, Mississippi. I don’t think he’s going to quit until he gets carried off the field on a stretcher.
Yes, he’s a diva, he’s indecisive, he’s selfish, he’s not even really that smart. Oh, well, he’s human. I know a lot of people are pretty upset, but ultimately, I’ll still applaud him when he goes into the Hall of Fame as a Packer.
Clearly I was wrong — he helped get them at least to the NFC Championship Game, which is pretty impressive. It helped that he had a stronger overall team and a lot more offensive weapons than the 2008 Jets.