The Saints did exactly what they had to do, but it was difficult to watch.
Seeing 40-year-old Brett Favre take the beating he did in tonight's NFC Championship game was enough to make me wish I could reach through my television screen and throw in the towel for him!
There is no doubt about it, Favre is one of the all-time greatest quarterbacks in the NFL. He had what was statistically his best year ever, throwing a career-low seven interceptions in the regular season. I would like to see number four hang it up while on top.
Favre was hammered from all sides in New Orleans. He needed assistance getting off the field at one point. And this isn't some young, freshly drafted athlete we're talking about here, this is a 40-year-old with a family who needs to be concerned with his health.
For sure, Favre is tough as nails. He was brutalized out on the field tonight, but he stayed in the game, taking all the snaps for the Vikings. But by the end of what turned out to be the closest and most exciting game of the playoffs thus-far, the wear and tear on the legend was evident.
And in perhaps the cruelest irony, just as his final pass as a Green Bay Packer was intercepted, so was his last throw in tonight's game.
To me, Favre has nothing more to prove. He broke post-season passing records tonight, including the record for the most all-time passing yards in the post-season, a record previously held by Joe Montana. And Favre did win a Super Bowl with the Packers over a decade ago.
Brett Favre has had a storied career. It is almost unbelievable that he was able to play at the level he did this season after a grueling 19-year career. This is the right time for the legend to hang up his helmet for good. He should go out on a positive note.
No, the Vikings did not win a Super Bowl, but they came damn close, and Brett gave it his all. The Vikings could easily center their already very capable football team around a new, young quarterback.
You've had a great career, and you're admired by millions. Go out while still at the top of your game, Brett.