That's right kids, Brett will have tarnished his legacy in Green Bay forever and will be watching from the sidelines by Week 5. Whether you were a Favre fan or not, it was basically a universally shared opinion that he was one tough hombre blending seamlessly in his adopted blue collar town of Green Bay Wisconsin. He had the kind of grit and determination that's admired in that part of the world coupled with a gambler's mentality that made even the most grizzled Packer fan get up and cheer. He was the Marlboro man with a helmet on his head and a cannon on his arm. Brett Favre, pro bowl quarterback, future hall of famer and the guy everyone would love to have a beer with.
But then a funny thing happened. Time ultimately caught up to Brett like it does to every athlete and thoughts of retirement began to ruminate in his head. Hell, nobody in Packerland wanted him to leave but if he were to walk away, his reign was replete with three MVP trophies and the hallowed Lombardi trophy for winning Super Bowl 31. If the king were to step down, he would name the time and place of his successor's coronation. Unfortunately, Favre's propensity for throwing perfectly timed passes on the field did not translate to a perfectly timed retirement off of it. He hemmed and he hawed. And Packer management held their collective breath through the college draft not wanting to upset the franchise or his devoted fans. Was he in or out? Brett didn't seem to care and his metamorphosis from a god to a fraud had begun. Now the transformation is complete and he will end his career as the Benedict Arnold of Green Bay by signing with their fiercest rivals, the Minnesota Vikings. Anything short of winning a Super Bowl will make this a decision he will regret long after the cheers have faded. Not only has he proven to be self absorbed he is now self delusional. He has found the going mighty rough this preseason and it won't get any easier once the first stringers start swarming the backfield.
By week 5 either his body, or the Minnesota coaching staff, will have abandoned him. By the end of the year he may rationalize it as a courageous comeback attempt that just so happened to fatten his bank account in the process. But what he doesn't realize, not yet anyway, is his return to Lambeau Field for any commemoration now or in the future, will be met with a sound he's never heard before while standing before his loyal subjects. Jeers and boos will split the once unanimous chorus of whistles and cheers for old number four. The legend has been tarnished. The glory has faded. The king is dead. Packer fans rejoice!