You're Still the One

Part 1

Brett Favre is my favorite football player in the world. He might even be my favorite athlete period. It used to be awesome to be a Brett Favre fan…now all everyone does is hate. Haterade central.

Brett Favre was once known as the “All-American Athlete.” He played the game with a passion—a kid-like smile and joy—and with the skill and fire as good as anyone that has ever played the game. Now, he is the always in the spotlight for the wrong reasons. The off-season period of the NFL always meant it was time for Brett Favre to publicly deliberate his future with the Packers and in the NFL. He kept coming back and coming back and being successful doing so. People were upset, but it would fade away. Then, he retired. March 6, 2008. I cried. No, wait…I balled.

Most were skeptical why Favre would retire after a very strong 2008 campaign. Their hunch was right. A few months later he said he wanted to come back—unretired—and that is where the downward spiral began.

Almost a year and a half later and, as a basketball announcer might say, ‘Brett Favre can’t buy a bucket.’ Nothing he does is recognized positively. All because he did what he felt was best for him…unfortunately; it wasn’t best for the public. It upsets me. My idol. A hero turned villain in the court of public opinion. I am venting. Why is it Joe Couch Potato’s right to pass judgment on a person for a situation they know nothing about? Favre legacy? I hope not tarnished long term, but for the time being, his name is sacrilege. Favre makes Fuck the other F word.

Professional athletes are human. They deliberate. They make mistakes. They do their best—most do. How can you turn your back on someone whom you loved for 18 years? A person that brought smiles to your faces and made you drop your jaw every week, amazed at his talent.

This is a ‘What have you done for me lately?’ world. It is scary. It is unfair.

…To Be Continued…