Sunday nights heartbreaking 28-24 loss to the Green Bay Packers could be the last memory the football world has of Brett Favre. The harmonious chorus of boos The Ol’ Gunslinger received from his once faithful brethren—the Cheese Head nation—is a fitting close to what has been nothing less than a Greek Tragedy.
By analyzing Favre’s rapid decline, we can all remind ourselves that folding our cards to survive another day is better than moving all—in with “the hammer” (2-7, statistically the worst hand in poker).
Some might argue that Favre deserves his fate—I am a living testament to this as I reside in Wisconsin—based on his narcissistic tendencies as displayed in the media over the past three years; however, deep down inside many of us wanted to see him succeed, if only to forsake the media hoopla.
I now plead my case as to why a midseason exit would be best for all parties involved—Brett Favre, the Minnesota Vikings, the NFL and Jenn Sterger.