He told us that the he was done, shed some tears, and then quietly left.
Then, he was back. But the Pack wouldn't take him, so he was sent to New York where, once again, he told us that he was done—this time, forever.
He should've just quoted the Terminator and said, "I'll be back."
It's like he's the pesky fly that just won't go away and yet, it's his life. If he wants to retire and return two dozen times, then its up to him. It's his legacy, his career. Quit complaining and let him do what he wants.
He gave us a definite "maybe" when asked if he was going to return. All signs point to Brett playing for the Vikings. Members of his family have even reserved rooms at a Green Bay hotel for the weekend when the Vikings come to Packerland.
The Vikings look Super Bowl-ready. Put Brett on that team and they may be hoisting the trophy come February.
I'm not a Vikings fan, I'm a Brett fan. I've been a fan of No. 4 since I began following football, basically because of my geographic location. I live about 40 miles from where he was born and around 100 miles from where he played college football, the University of Southern Mississippi.
I've been to their stadium. I've saw his name and number painted on one of the luxury boxes. Now, I want him to win another Super Bowl, because then, I believe, he will finally be done.