My dear friend and ATA creator, Brian P., once characterized Brett Favre as the heartbreaker of the NFL. While I'm not going to disagree that Favre was indeed the greatest player in the NFL for several years (though not fond of the Packers, it's hard for anyone to deny Favre), I'm going to have to doubt Brian's claim that Brett wears any of the pants in this relationship.
It's true that Brett screwed with all our emotions, it is - we followed his success, grew with him, glorified him, grieved and shed just as many if not more tears at the news of his "retirement." After mourning a legend's departure, we were finally ready to move on.
The Packers found new beau, Aaron Rodgers, who, at this point, is probably trying hard to avoid all the drama instilled upon by jealous ex, Favre. This time, both we and the NFL are in no position to be played. Bretty boy is acting like a psycho ex who can't take a hint. He's whipped, by the NFL, by the Packers. Seems like they've got him around their little finger. Sadly, but surely, we are all ready to move on...
Word has it our quarterback's been throwing to local high school players; maybe this gave Brett all the taste of retirement that he needed. Either way, quite frankly, I'm tired of the boy who cried wolf.
My advice to Brett?
Leave while you're still, in the slightest bit, respected as the record-setting MVP quarterback we all know and love. Take the Packers up on the supposed $20 mil they are offering you to stay away. Take all of the offerings, for that matter, that they seem to be throwing at you to simply get out of the picture. Take the hint(s)! Don't show up to camp. Don't show up at all. How likely is it that, in the case that a trade ensues, Green Bay will trade you off to a winning rival team like the Vikings?
And lastly, run before the Madden Curse gets you, too.