The Return of Brett... Again

We all thought last year was it. I believed him when he said he was retiring. I am not angry that Brett Favre is back in the game - I love watching him. I just wish he'd make up his freaking mind! For the past 3 seasons, I have choked up as Brett sauntered off the field, helmet in hand, waving with that tight-lipped grin he always has on his face, for the "last time".

He is the reason I fell in love with football; well that and the uniforms, but that came around my teenage years, when I was beginning to fully appreciate the male form. I can't remember football without Brett. He hypnotized me into loving green and gold. I wore cheese on my head - for him! Need I disclose the colors of my wedding? I know nothing but the colors.

I am happy to see him back in my life. I will not become a Vikings fan because of it, but I will watch their games just so I can see his pepper grey hair for one more season. Is it the last? I am telling myself yes. Not because I want it to be over, and not because I want to cry, but because I want to watch whole-heartedly. I am going to watch as if he were dying.