ESPN's Chris Mortenson has reported sources telling him that Brett Favre has finally given into surgery, and that we're probably only a month away from an end to the Favre-saga.
Then again, with Favre and drama, there is no true end.
Write that down, and see me next year. This site, this time, this day.
Regardless, I'm not here to coax you into believing Favre will be coming back, that the surgery went well, or that he'll sign with the Vikings.
No coaxing needed. I'm flat-out telling you. It's going to happen.
Just as we made assumptions over his release from the Jets, we've made assumptions over planes landing (or not landing) in Mississippi, text messages, and half-assed interviews with Favre's agent, Bus Cook.
But that has begun to bore me.
I'm down with the feeble-minded guessing game that Favre has thrown at us. As if we're cats, and he's dangling a string of yarn, just begging, play-play with me.
Then again, I'm too raveled up in the excitement of seeing no.4 play his heart out against Green Bay twice in 2009, that I fear I will never climb back down from this rush.
Where are you now, Bush? My heads are truly high, so high, up in the clouds. I need to come back down.
Again, I digress.
This is about Favre. Not me, my head, clouds, or some vintage mid-'90s grunge band. Were they grunge? Ah.
The fact is, we live in a world that is built on paper. It's not lived on it, but we spend almost 3/4's of our lives contemplating, guessing, planning, and talking.
Just think fantasy football. Think pre-game debates, predictions, and breakdowns.
We spend more time practicing than playing, preaching than doing, and so on and so forth.
So why then, would we stop at Favre and his possible marriage to the Vikings?
Because with a quick glance, this does look like one joyous occasion, my friends. A match made in heaven, if you will, and even if you won't.
You won't see any Donald Driver's or Greg Jennings' on this purple-laden squad, but what you will see is a ton of unquestioned, untapped talent.
First, and probably most importantly, Favre's new and improved arm/shoulder will be comfortably protected behind a Minnesota offensive line that makes the Jets line look, well, mediocre.
While the dependable Matt Birk is no longer around, the Vikings still provide a formidable blocking line.
Secondly, Favre won't have to work his magic all by his lonesome.
No, he has the league's best running back, Adrian Peterson, as well as a solid running mate in Chester Taylor.
He has an excellent long-ball threat in Bernard Berrian, an improving Sidney Rice, and an explosive rookie in Percy Harvin.
If all of that enticing paper-promotion isn't getting you your prediction fix, then take a gander at the Vikings coaching staff.
Darrell Bevell, ex-Wisconsin Badger, ex-Packers quarterbacks coach, and long-time Favre friend is the offensive coordinator.
This means Favre knows his coaches (he knows Brad Childress, too), and he also knows his offense (they run his West Coast thang).
It's a perfect match.
That is, if you're not from Green Bay or New York.
But that's where I, the writer, and you, the reader, tend to disagree.
Either you're from one of the previously mentioned cities, hate Favre, or simply don't like old guys hanging around "longer than they should."
This means two things.
First, you don't visit your grandpa at the nursing home very often
And second, you're already pulling the rug out from under Favre's feet.
I say this: Give the guy a chance.
He's risking his Green Bay legacy, as well as his name overall, for one last shot at glory. He wants to play in his offense, against familiar competition, and on a platform that gives him a good chance at succeeding.
So sue him for not being in green and gold. While he is definitely partially to blame, you can't say he didn't try getting back in.
But to condemn him for "switching sides", quite frankly, is just a joke.
This isn't about Favre spiting someone or being a two-face. It's about keeping the game great for as long as possible.
Because regardless of your feelings on Favre, the Packers, Jets, or Vikings, one thing is still for certain:
Once he's truly gone, there will be something great missing from the game.
So in the wake of millions of Brett Favre articles world-wide, I suggest to you to just give the guy a break.
And yes, for the simple reason; because he's Brett Favre.