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As he once said, Favre can play
So Brett Favre is heading to training camp, eh?
I just saw that ESPN has a special on it. Surprised? Not me. Sports Illustrated's Peter King has already drooled on himself twice and penned a 5,738-word column about his undying love for Favre.
If I was Packers quarterback Aaron Rodgers, I'd split. I'd constantly be on the phone with general manager Ted Thompson, not just asking for but demanding one. This is getting -- wait a second, it's about 27.2 miles beyond -- absurd.
While watching the Washington Zornskins blast the Indianapolis Peyton-less Colts last night, I couldn't help but sympathize with John Madden, who clearly didn't want to be in Canton, Ohio. He wanted to be cuddling with Brett on a plane somewhere over Chicago.
(Think of the Seinfeld episode where Jerry flies first class and Elaine is stuck in coach.)
While Madden was pining for the man of his dreams, the rest of us could only speculate on how riveting tomorrow's quarterback challenge in Green Bay will be. Will the legend of Brett Favre be determined by who can throw the most footballs through a tire?
Packers management had this brainchild over the weekend to invite Favre to camp, only to allow him to compete for the starting quarterback job. So let's see, 275 consecutive starts versus someone without a single one. Hey, let the games begin!
Let's bust out every classic passing drill imaginable. Put three stationary receivers in front of the quarterback -- numbered 1, 2 and 3 -- and have a coach behind Favre and Rodgers holding a number. Quick, guys, hit the receiver who raises his hand first. Absolutely that drill should determine the future of two grown man, especially one who's headed to the Hall of Fame.
I'll admit, Brett Favre has been tough to back with all of his waffling. He's changed his mind more than ex-colleague Jason Devaney changes herbal tea flavors. But the Packers haven't been perfect either.
Before this pseudo-tryout-trainwreck-thing that broke on Sunday, Favre wasn't anything more than a backup in Thompson's mind. Of course, that was unless he was on the trading block. Then he was prime real estate.
Green Bay didn't want to to trade Favre within the division, eschewing trades to both Chicago and Minnesota, yet they didn't deem him -- after a Pro Bowl season that was a shade of Tom Coughlin's purple face from ending in the Super Bowl -- qualified retain his starting job?
Sounds to me like someone needs an attitude adjustment. I think someone's throwing a bit of a fit.
Last night, as John Madden started to rub the Brett Favre pin that's always on his left lapel (you don't see it, he takes it off for the camera), the Washington Redskins were on the field at Fawcett Stadium ushering in a much more palatable flavor of football. You know, the stuff actually played on the field. Not with Ted Thompson's or Brett Favre's immeasurable egos.
I love Brett Favre. I always have. Not in an icky, Peter King or John Madden type of way, but I've always loved quarterbacks and Brett Favre was one of my favorites.
It's a shame that someone so powerful, dominant and otherwise spectacular could fall to something so lowly as to having to beat out Aaron Rodgers for a starting job. Favre shouldn't have to.
Favre has 61,655 career passing yards and 442 touchdown passes. That's precisely 61,326 and 441 more than Rodgers. Plus, as I stated in my last Favre blog and how it still cracks me up everytime I hear Favre's Mississippi drawl, he can still “play.”
So let him.
I'm just saying that if I was Aaron Rodgers, I'd want off Insanity Island as soon as humanly possibly. Maybe the Packers could send the young buck to Minnesota or Chicago.
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