Professional attention whore (and part-time NFL quarterback) Brett Favre in a Minnesota Vikings uniform? I've hoped against hope that it wouldn't happen.
After Monday's HBO premiere of Joe Buck Live, however, it seems to be a sad inevitability. In his interview with Buck, Favre essentially said that, as long as his arm heals as expected from recent surgery, he will be a member of my beloved Vikings. And nothing could be more wrong.
Roger Staubach didn't end his career as a Redskin; Kirby Puckett didn't go play for Tony LaRussa in Oakland; Ernie Banks didn't migrate to the South Side of Chicago.
So why does the Hillbilly Gunslinger torment us so? To see him in purple and gold will be nothing short of an abomination. Rooting for the Favre-led Vikings will be virtually impossible, and, should he actually take us to football's promised land, the entire experience will be tainted so much as to make it utterly miserable.
Favre must surely be aware of the tarnish that he is putting upon his reputation. His gift sack for Michael Strahan, his endless "will-I-retire-or-won't-I?" off-season dramas, his forced trade to the Jets, and now this... Do yourself, and all of us, a favor, Brett. Stay retired.
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