Wow. This one hurts. I think I should have titled this "Former all time favorite players, now most hated players". It came out today that, pending a physical, Brett Favre will sign with the Minnesota Vikings. I'm sure Nate Rischall is peeing his pants with joy right now. As for me, I couldn't be more disgusted. When the Browns moved to Baltimore (Al Yedei Art Modell, yemach shemo), that was when I really started to develop a love for sports. Without a football team, I followed one player: Brett Favre. He was my favorite player up until his stint with the Jets last season. Now, whenever I hear his name I feel gross. Can he still play? Sure he can, but that's not the issue at hand. He's a flip-flopper, the NFL's John Kerry (a MUCH worse version). This is nothing we haven't seen before, since he's "retired" like what, 8 or 9 times? He's eclipsed "the boy who cried wolf" status, into uncharted waters of lying/mind-changing. Brett Favre is dead to me, and this may be a bit brash, but I hope that Green Bay does not retire his number, and that he ultimately isn't inducted into the Hall of Fame. As far as I'm concerned, there is no room for people like him in Canton. Thanks a lot Brett, for ruining my childhood. I hope John David Booty doesn't give up his number, which would probably get him released. So in place of that, I hope Sage Roselfels and Tavaris Jackson beat him down in the parking lot.
