I’m driving home from Walmart, with my sister Rachel, and a really crappy song came on the radio. Naturally, I changed the station. To the local sports radio network. You know, so I could listen to the score of the Brewers game.
Rachel says to me, “You know, you’re turning into Dad.”
“What? Don’t you mean to say that I’m turning into Mom?”
“Uh, no. Mom doesn’t listen to the Brewers Radio Network in the car. That’s Dad. I’m surprised you’re listening to this station.”
“Yeah…well…you know. I love the Brew Crew.”
“You’re gonna cry when baseball is over. No more J.J. Hardy to crush on.”
“Nah…I’ve got Aaron Rodgers to keep me occupied through football season.”
“Dude. Talk about eye candy.”
J.J. Hardy, my summertime boyfriend. (Photo by adio_chick123.)
Aaron Rodgers, my other boyfriend. (Photo by S.Photos.)
Eye candy, indeed. Too bad his good looks will be covered by a helmet.
With bated breath, I awaited the first pre-seaon Packers game. Even though we didn’t win, this was an awesome game. And Aaron Rodgers? Definitely the right man for the QBJ (Quarter Back Job). McCarthy made the right decision to place him in the starting position.
And because so many people have e-mailed me, wondering if I’m still mad at Favre, the answer is no. I’m no mad at Broadway Brett. I’m no longer disappointed in Jet Favre. He’ll always be a Packer, and I’ll forever love and adore him. I can’t throw 16 years away in the blink of an eye.
If anything, I’m mad at the NFL network for advertising an awesome football viewing package which would allow me to watch Jets games. Freakin’ marketing snakes. They know what they’re doing. Sneaky petes. All of you.
Never before in my life have I been more upset over football. This situation? Pisses me off, ten-fold.
Brett, is your ego that big that you can’t see past your own nose? Have you forgotten how loyal your fans are? Do you think it makes us happy to see you leave Green Bay? Do you think we are eager to let you go? It pains us to think about you, and #4, as a Jet.
You gave a conference. You cried as you stated your retirement. We were sad. We shed tears right along with you. We knew you were making a big mistake. We grieved the loss of Our Favre as if you’d passed away (pun intended). We missed you. And then we got over ourselves and realized you made your decision after thinking long and hard about it. We understood that you wished to have more time with Deanna and your daughters.
And just when we become okay with your decision, you pull a stunt that rocked the stadium. The earthquake you caused can still be felt around the world. Why? Why have you decided to toss us aside?
I don’t blame the Packers adminstration for questioning your motives. I’m not saying you’re old, but at your age, it’s hard to be 100% committed to football, especially as a Green Bay Packer, the greatest football organization of all time.
You’ve fucked us and we’re not happy. I realize the Packers organization may have sounded skeptical about bringing you back, but how can you blame them? After the way you “retired”, and seeing how emotional you were, they had every right to make sure you really wanted to play in Green Bay.
I don’t think you ever wanted to come back to Green Bay. The Vikings sparked your interest (even though everyone in the NFL denies it) and when you couldn’t get your way, you threw a temper tantrum. Are you three years old?
I loved you, Brett. I still do. But I’m disappointed. I grew up watching you play. I went to games at Lambeau FIeld and sat in awe, happy to see you in action. The magnitude of your star shines brightly, but I think that light has clouded your vision a little too much.
Were you really that upset that Coach McCarthy handed the starting position to Aaron Rodgers? Was that too much to bear? The kid stood in your shadow so long, you wanted to keep him there?
The volume of disappointment amongst Packers Fans is too great to even describe. We were sick to our stomachs as we watched the disagreement unfold, tempers blazing. But you don’t care. You say it’s not about the emotional pain you were caused, yet you can’t let it go. It’s not about football, is it? It’s about proving a point? What point are you trying to prove? That you’re a big baby?
I looked up to you, Brett. I don’t know if I do anymore. Your legacy was our legacy, too, but the Packers will go on without you. The Packers are more than Brett Favre and I wish I’d realized this long ago.
Good luck in New York. I wish you all the best. My love for you just may inspire me to watch a few Jets games, but my anger will take forever to dissipate.
And if I must confess, I hope the Packers travel the road to the Super Bowl, and win, without you. Catty? Yes. But all is fair in love and football, right?
We thank you for all you’ve done in Green Bay, we just wish you could show some appreciation to the team and fans that love you so.
HATTIESBURG, Miss. — Three days after a conference call with Packers team officials in which quarterback Brett Favre emphatically expressed his desire to play in 2008, Favre on Friday formally asked by letter for his unconditional contractual release, sources close to Favre and the team said.
The letter was sent by Favre’s agent, James “Bus” Cook, via overnight mail on Thursday and arrived at the Packers facility Friday morning.
Cook, on behalf of Favre, expressed a desire to have an amicable parting, as the Packers have been reluctant to embrace his return. Favre announced his retirement in early March.
Brett…why? Why would you want to leave your loyal fans behind? Why would you ever want to leave the team that loves you so much?
I’m crying all over again. Over football. I’ve cried about football before, but this situation breaks my heart.
Coach McCarthy, I know the choice is yours, but I think the franchise needs to reinstate Favre. If only to protect our interests. And what about the retirement ceremony for Favre’s number 4? Will this still go on if he is released from the Packers?
Dana Tuszke began her Mom career in 2004 after the birth of her son, Dawson the Demanding. She spends her days catering to the endless needs of a 3-year-old, vacuuming the never-ending trail of cookie crumbs in her living room, and suffering through too many episodes of SpongeBob SquarePants; all while working from home. More About Dana.
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