You know when you have those moments in your life where you know things are happening for a reason? Well I sat down at my computer a few minutes ago to write a blog, and to get me in the mood, I put on my ipod. (I know, I know, I am always listening to WIXX, but you would not believe how much more privacy people give you when you have a pair of headphones on...also, when I have the ipod on I can manage to tune out every surrounding I have. I love when the boss doesn't realize I have headphones on and have a full fledged conversation with me)....anyways back to my blog.
When I sat down to write, I was thinking, I will not write about Brett Favre. Everybody and their mother will have something on their blog about Brett Favre. That is when Baby Jesus himself interceded. I turned on my ipod to the most aprapo song for the situation, Rihanna, Take A Bow. It was like the clouds parted and baby Jesus himself or maybe the tattoo on my foot, can't decide which I have to thank for this divine interception, but anyways, they were saying you must rip him.
I feel like I have matured in these last 7 years, give or take a few, that I have been on the morning show. I am going to be the better person here. I will not rip Brett. Mostly for the reason that I don't want to waste my time when we all know the second training camp is over, mark my words, he will be back.
I would first like to thank Brett for helping us to see the light. For making us see what loyalty and class truly mean, and that is defined by no one more than your successor, Aaron Rodgers. He showed us that we will love again, and you know what, maybe even more than we ever thought imaginable. He showed us that the first cut truly is the deepest, but you will come out on the other side stronger.
Now all I would like to do at this moment is dedicate this song to the fans of Minnesota...Rihanna, Take A Bow. Vikings fans, I will NEVER feel for you. I will not unite with you in our hurt and misery, the only thing I will choose to do is not judge you when you boo the mention of Brett's name, in fact I will join you in your boos. WE were the ones who got the brunt of it. WE were the ones who were blindsided, didn't see it coming. WE were the first. And, unlike Brett, you can never take that away from us.
YOU are the ones who thought he had changed. We warned YOU. We knew, once a cheater, always a cheater. But no, YOU insisted this time was different. YOU swore that YOU would treat him better, YOU knew how to take care of him, YOU appreciated him, he would never leave YOU. You believed him when he said we started the mind games. But alas, that is not the case. You know see that WE did treat him well. WE did appreciate him. WE did everything WE could to keep him happy. He is the King of mind games, so I say this to you Minnesota Vikings fans- Game on.