Artificial Turf: Brett Farve Just Won't Go Away

If I could have slip the surgeon's assistant $100 to change the paperwork from "shoulder surgery" to "euthanasia" I absolutely would have. Or at least some sort of genital related operation.

But alas, I was unable to do so and the horrible little itch on the left side of my irrational hatred list pulled through his reconstructive shoulder surgery just fine last week.

Therefore, the question on everyone's mind is still: "Why won't you just say you're going to play for the Vikings? OR DON'T!"

Just stop trying to suck everyone's mindshare towards wondering what the you are going to do next season.

F&%$ You, Brett Favre.

The problem is, if the Vikings actually DO sign Brett Favre, they will make it to the NFC Championship Game (and lose to the Falcons). The Vikings are basically good across the board.

The offense & defense line have good anchors and a great left tackle (Bryant McKinnie), a stud running back in Adrian Peterson (and Chester Taylor), two good receivers, a decent tight end, fast linebackers, and an adequate defensive backfield.

All this, firmly anchored by either Gus Freaking Frerotte or Tavaris Jackson.

So here he is, the stubborn interception throwing choke artist at it again, holding some team hostage, trying to garner attention, and being a pain for football fans everywhere.

I hate Wrangler Jeans, I hate Prilosec OTC, and I hate Sensodyne. Brett Favre, you're a sensitive toothed wash out.

Sincerely,

StartMattCassel

This Column Originally Appeared at GetOutofMyBallpark.com