Although I am sure anyone reading this blog is fully aware of the current controversy surrounding Brett Favre, let me just take a moment to summarize the story in the event someone has been trapped in a "flash sideways." Favre, while a member of the New York Jets,
allegedly attempted to throw a pass at a female Jets sideline reporter while they were both employed by the Jets organization. Needless to say, just like every other wild and moronic pass Favre throws, this one was intercepted. However, instead of leading to a pick six, it included sex pix (several photos of Favre un-trimmed legs horn).
There was a time in my life where a player's performance on the field dictated how high I placed them on my mental pedestal or how many sports cards of theirs I owned. [Note to reader: Also at this time in my life, I was asking girls out through folded paper and I thought the
WWF WWE wrestler "Big Boss Man" was a real police officer]. As I have matured (still not finished), a players' stats, streaks, or their ability to play with a broken thumb became only half the equation. I find myself now, more than ever, rooting for the good guys in sports. And "Fav-Ray," your not one of them... Over the past few years, I, like I hope all of you, have grown tired of Favre's continual display of selfishness (write a comment below if you need a time-line of events). However, it is his latest (media-wise) that has crossed the line.
It is a coincidence that this story breaks during National Breast Cancer Awareness Month (his wife Deanna had a well publicized battle with the disease), but Brett's actions are not. His treatment of his wife, whom he has been with since approximately age fifteen and who has stuck with him through bouts of addiction and alcoholism, is inconceivable in my eyes. I am not ignorant to think cheating doesn't happen. It's just that when Mrs. Blow catches Joe Blow
being blown by his secretary, ESPN doesn't care enough to send vans out to cover the whole debacle. This is just another example of how sports is simply a microcosm of society.
I know [CAUTION: String of idioms, clichés, and analogies is about to occur]... Favre is "innocent until proven guilty" but "where there's smoke, there's fire." As we learned by the Tiger Woods scandal, it only takes one crack in the dam until a spew of allegations destroys the kingdom. As of today, there are already reports of a second female that Favre targeted.
Brett Favre's life has been defined by his wild jaw-dropping throws on and off the field. I could now care less about his streaks, accomplishments, and touchdowns on the field... it is his continued selfishness and inability to be a decent human being off the field that I will always remember and judge him by. To me... this supposed good ol' southern boy will always be just a big, dopey, not so neatly trimmed, chicken.
I say, I say... People never really do change. Sorry Deanna, but you of all people should know by now... Whenever you think Brett has thrown his last pass, somehow he finds a way to disappoint you and throw another one...
