A few weeks ago, Brett Favre, QB for my team, the Green Bay Packers, retired.
This really wasn't a surprise, except for the fact that last year the Packers came out of NOWHERE to knock off teams like the Chargers and Giants. The only team that really had our number this year was "da Bears". (we coulda beat Dallas-but didn't)
Brett never seemed like a big ego-type QB. Considering his record (the league's only three-time MVP, 11 playoff appearances, including seven division crowns, four NFC Championship Games, two Super Bowls and a World Championship with a victory in Super Bowl XXXI) it's pretty amazing that his off-season activities revolved primarily around his Dad, wife, and hunting or fishing back in Mississippi.
I don't know where his heart is, though his wife, Deanna, has a book in Christian bookstores about her cancer survival story. I'm not one to sport his jersey or think he's the pinnacle of manhood. But I was a little sad when I heard he was hanging up the cleats for good.
We don't have cable or satellite so if the Packers aren't doing well in 2008, we won't be getting their games on the TV. I'll still be rooting for believers like Kabeer Gbaja-Biamila, Al Harris, and Nick Barnett. I don't think anyone expected Green Bay to go as far as they did at the beginning of last season. We'll see.
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