Purple is SO not your color...

I vividly remember the day Brett Favre retired. The first time, that is. Ian was a month and a half old, it was Casey's birthday. What a drag. We watched the press conference in our living room while Ian slept peacefully. I think I shed a tear or two. It was a heartfelt goodbye to the team and fans that had loved him for so long. Then...came the circus. The flurry of rumors, the ridiculous notion that he was considering coming out of retirement. Ugh! I can handle the Jets. Whatever - it is a different division, no impact on my team. I watched his games. I was interested, but not vested. The NFL season ends and then the whole retirement speech once again. I wasn't interested in entertaining that conversation again, so I ignored most of it. Until yesterday, WTF? Are you kidding me? I understand it is business and he just wants to play football...yada, yada, yada. Minnesota Vikings - what kind of statement is that?! May Karma bite you in the ass, Brett!