As a Kid growing up playing sports in Philadelphia, a sports-driven city,
I was taught that passion is what you need for sports.
You can have all the talent in the world, but without the drive and heart to take it to the next level, you need to dedicate yourself entirely to that sport.
When you play without meaning, without passion, you lose the knowledge of how to play the game and how to play it with fun. For the last 12 years of my life, I watched the NFL, falling in love with the way Brett Favre played the game with heart and drive. He was never afraid at any moment of the game.
He made big plays when no one else would see them. He threw passes when every other quarterback in the league would throw it away. He took hits and bounced back up with a smile on his face.
When you watched his game, it was like watching Barry Sanders; you never wanted to look away because you didn’t want to miss what Brett might do.
I realize Brett Favre is the meaning of dedication since he never misses a game and never performs at half speed.
He would dive to his left while shuffling it back to his right, getting ahead of his running back and trying to take down Sapp or any other linebacker or linemen in the league.
I am happy Brett came back last season and he comes back again. The game of football wouldn’t be the same without Brett Favre.