Pardon me while I depart from the Kansas City Chiefs for a bit. Their situation is so dismal, it has put me into a football depression. More on that later.
So, on to more pressing issues, like the continuing saga of Brett Favre, the NFL’s poster child of narcissism.
Not only is George W. Favre a liar when it comes to his football career, he’s a dirty player.
His crackback block last night on Houston Texans safety Eugene Wilson was illegal, dirty, stupid, unmindful, unnecessary — and typical Brett Favre. He injured Wilson and potentially could have ended Wilson’s career — over a stupid “Wildcat” Vikings play in a meaningless pre-season game.
It’s all about him. It’s all about Brett. Brett now believes all the beatification that John Madden and others have foisted upon him. Brett can do no wrong.
Brett Favre, like a lot of outstanding athletes I’ve met, is not necessarily an outstanding person. The same traits that make him a fierce competitor make him a lousy human being. Winning at all costs sometimes leads to taking out an opponent’s knees for no good reason.
Last night’s game against the Houston Texans was just another example of George W. Favre’s rampant narcissism.
Brett, you stayed on two years too long. You are ruining not just your legacy but your myth.