For those not in the NFL know, Brett was the longtime quarterback of the Greenbay Packers. He was much loved despite a one-time addiction to painkillers and a continuous addiction to self. After jerking the Packers around for a couple of years with his threats of retirement, he finally decided to say goodbye to football two years ago. A few months later, he recanted his goodbye and decided to return to the NFL and his seven-figure salary. The Cheeseheads essentially said, "hmmm no thanks." But the struggling New York Jets were willing to take on the aging QB with his willy-nilly passes. After failing to make the playoffs, Brett retired again.
The second retirement didn't take either. Brett's decided to play this season for the Minnesota Vikings. This is causing all sorts of heartache in Wisconsin since the Packers and Vikings are in the same division and will play each other twice this season. (Note to Packers' security guards: Cheese graters could be used as weapons.)
Of course my longtime-Brett-hater husband has all sorts of commentary on the subject. Jeff even has stats to back up his opinion. I'm not one for numbers, but I can — and do — add this insightful observation, "Gosh darn it, Brett even looks old." He's only 39, but I'm guessing football isn't a dermatologist-approved activity.
I'll be glad when all this Brett stuff is over and the Vikings continue to suck. Then I can go back to focusing on the most important question in football. Who is cuter? Eli or Peyton. (If you say "what about Tom Brady or Carson Palmer," you're not even allowed to have an opinion on this subject.)
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