Sadly, our football column, Divisionaries for Milwaukee’s Third Coast Digest will be concluding for the season soon and Rob wrote a great re-cap of Brett Favre’s most epic fail yet. I did too, and I decided to post it here, now:
As the third team in as many years learned Sunday, you live by Brett Favre, and you die by Brett Favre. In a season that saw both former Favre teams make the playoffs with “lesser” quarterbacks, the Packer faithful in Milwaukee, Rhinelander, Superior, Madison, (and yes Rob, even Neenah), said in unison, “Toldya soooo.”
Nothing should solidify Cheesehead faith in quarterback Aaron Rodgers more than watching Brett Favre (and his double-edged throwing arm) toss an ill-advised cross-field pass in the waning seconds of regular time to the opposing New Orleans Saints in an otherwise dominant Vikings performance.
Aside from “destiny”, all things were were going Minnesota’s way.
Worse-case scenario, the Vikes would set up a considerably long game-winning field goal. If missed, all things looked good in overtime for a Vikings team that owned every statistical category worth mentioning, aside from the one that decides games the most — turnovers. In a Favrian effort, the Vikings looked unstoppable, save for their constant knack for fumbling the ball over.
It was sadistic. It hearkened back to the decade-plus reign of Favre in Wisconsin, when fans would tolerate the troughs (on and off the field), living for the exultant peaks of his game. It was entertaining for Packer fans probably … finally able to watch Favre as an informed spectator, observing the near-Greek Tragedy of highs and lows play out in a game that meant nothing (directly) to Green Bay faithful.
Thought assisted generously by questionable officiating the Saints assuredly marched towards an OT win while Favre, reminiscent of his last “Pick Heard ‘Round The World” against the NY Giants, watched from the sidelines after his most-recent (and perhaps last?) boneheaded interception.
Minnesotans finally bore the weight of what it is to have Brett as your quarterback. As unwilling soothsayer Jim Souhan of the Minneapolis Star Tribune said after Favre’s win against the 49ers earlier this year, “This is what it means to be Brett Favre. This is what it means to have Brett Favre. This is what it means to watch Brett Favre.”
Feel free to shoot me an email if you would like an extra-large poster of Puppy/Kitten Brett. Price: Negotiable.