Good Morning, Mr. Favre, Thanks For Disrupting My Life

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Good Morning, Mr. Favre, Thanks For Disrupting My Life
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Good Morning, Mr. Favre.

 

I have three issues I would like to discuss with you, if I may.

 

First, you have unknowingly disrupted my emotions.

 

I’m sure you are aware of the influence you have had on many throughout your career. John Madden has the biggest man-crush on you in the history of the human race, but who could blame him, seeing as how you became the first ever back-to-back-to-back MVP of the National Football League.

 

You brought glory back to Lambeau Field and the Green Bay Packers, and in so doing you captured the heart of a young man from the sunny south. Hey, that’s where you are from!

 

I still remember that Sunday afternoon early in your career as you battled the Dallas Cowboys in a playoff game.

 

I didn’t care for the Cowboys too much. I was more in tune with the likes of the Washington Redskins and Atlanta Falcons than any other teams at that time (of course, you left that team from the ATL whom you could have brought many championships!).

 

But nonetheless, you were wearing green and gold, and I knew from that day forward those colors would reside in my closet.

 

I cannot express my feelings in any other terms but these: you had me from the first touchdown pass I saw you toss to Mr. Sterling Sharpe.

 

I’m sure he would have loved to have shaken your hand following that great moment, but the numbness and shattered knuckles from the velocity with which you delivered that ball to him ensured that it would be difficult to wear rings on his fingers for the remainder of his days, not to mention presenting a simple gesture such as a hand shake to someone.

 

You brought home a Super Bowl victory and returned the Lombardi Trophy to its home.

 

I’m sure somewhere the frozen tundra became a little melted and sloshy from the warmness you placed in the hearts of Cheeseheads everywhere.

 

I know it certainly made my day when the New England Patriots fell to the mighty Packers, the legend himself, Mr. Reggie White, and my favorite athlete in the entire world: you, Mr. Favre!

 

Thank you for all the disrupted emotions. I will never be apologetic for one moment for moving forward in my life from the Redskins and Falcons to embrace the Green Bay Packers and the best quarterback I could ever imagine leading my team!

 

However, there are still two more issues I must discuss with you, the second being the fact that you have broken my allegiance.

 

Now, Mr. Favre, we all know how important allegiance is. As little children we pledge it daily at school to our great country.

 

I have always been loyal to what I believe is important and valuable to me. Therefore, a decision was forced upon me.

 

Although I felt that allegiance to the Packers was evident, I felt a greater allegiance to you. After all, you were the reason I fell for the Packers in the first place.

 

I’m sure you can relate to this. I witnessed your tears and emotions as you moved forward in your life and decided to commit to yourself more than you had committed to the Packers.

 

This is not shocking at all. Everyone must move forward with their lives at some point and embark on new adventures, in spite of the abhorrence humans have for change in their lives.

 

You committed to what you felt was best for you.

 

You moved on to New York when Wisconsin decided you were no longer good enough for them.

 

As a result, my heart moved with you. I still have a soft spot for the Packers, and wish them well in their contests. But at that moment, my heart was with you in the Big Apple.

 

This was easier than I first expected. Seeing as how another great quarterback led these “Titans” back in the day, the one and only Mr. Joe Namath, I made the decision to support the New York Jets.

 

You see, before he was “Broadway Joe” he brought glory to the Alabama Crimson Tide when he came to play for Coach Paul “Bear” Bryant. In fact, Mr. Joe “Willie” Namath was deemed the best athlete Coach Bryant ever coached.

 

Wow, what an accolade.

 

These truths carry much weight in my book of standards, because, you see, I’m from ‘Bama myself. And I love my Crimson Tide and the great legends who have worked to bring her glory throughout the years.

 

I have allegiance to them as well, wherever they travel in their lives.

 

But you know all about “Dixie’s Football Pride” yourself, don’t you, Mr. Favre? Yes, I believe you do. In fact, I believe you defeated the Crimson Tide while tossing the pigskin at Southern Mississippi.

 

When Mr. Namath left Tuscaloosa he went on to bring a Super Bowl to New York as he guaranteed and delivered a victory over the highly favored Baltimore Colts in Super Bowl III. Thus, the Jets became the first team to win the Super Bowl besides the Green Bay Packers, your old team.

 

What a connection here.

 

So now, Mr. Favre, you came out of retirement to lead the same team Mr. Namath had led, and that was okay. My loyalty was with you all along.

 

You disrupted my emotions first, then you disrupted my allegiance, but it was all good.

 

Even so, one issue still remains, and that is the fact that you have disrupted my bank account.

 

How long, Mr. Favre, will you play these games of retirement, un-retirement, back to retirement, back to football, back to…stop!

 

Enough already!

 

The problem is, if you will remember from my earlier statement, my closet was adorned with Green and Gold (of course I have plenty of crimson in there as well). But last year, I was forced to shed the gold and change to a darker shade of green.

 

Now, you ask me to wear purple?

 

I cannot believe I’m even contemplating this. Purple reminds me of Barney the Dinosaur, little girls, and all the things that are not football. On top of just hating the color, I loathed the Vikings for so long!

 

In fact, was it not against those “Purple People Eaters” that you and Mr. Antonio Freeman hooked-up for one of the best plays in the history of the game of football?

 

On top of that, was it not also on Monday Night Football, one of the main stages of the great game?

 

Yes, I know it was. I was there watching. I remember thinking to myself that one of the greatest plays in the history of the game, one of the most remarkable catches in the history of mankind, had just unfolded before my very eyes.

 

It was my team who made the play, my favorite player who launched the pass to commence such greatness, it was against one of my team’s biggest rivals, and it gave the Packers the victory!

 

I could not have written a script greater than this.

 

Alas, my bank account is once again affected as I attempt to follow you on this roller coaster ride that you like to call “I’m just not done yet.”

 

And that is fine. That is your priority. You play until you arm falls off, they drag you off the field in a straight jacket, and are forced to carry you to a padded room somewhere in Mississippi. That is your prerogative.

 

I will follow you to the end, but please be aware that I may soon need you to furnish me with game day attire as my closet seems to be changing colors so rapidly now. That and the fact that my bank account has taken a hit with the combination of your desire to play for whoever will let you and the recession.

 

Well, at least you kept your same number.

 

And at least I am not forced to change all my security codes because some team couldn’t give you the “4.”

 

The mysteries surrounding your career are numerous: why your name is spelled Favre but pronounce Farve, why you play better in the cold weather, yet you are from the South, and why you play football in Wrangler jeans during your off-time.

 

Thank you for taking the time to read my letter, Mr. Favre. Thanks for all the memories throughout the years. I hope all goes well with you this season.

 

Thanks for disrupting my emotions. Thanks for disrupting my allegiance. But no thanks for the purple I am compelled to adorn myself in this football season.

 

Forever your fan,

 

Tim Croley

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