Thursday, May 07, 2009

Brett Favre currently eating lucky charms with coach Childress

Brett Favre.
Brett Favre.
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Brett Favre.
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Brett Favre.
And thank you Big Daddy Drew at Kissing Suzy Kolber and Deadspin ... Brett Favre and Brett Favre.

I also heard that Brett Favre called Peter King to have the writer complain to the five a.m. edition of Sportcenter only running his story fourth and leaving the beautiful Rachel Nichols wasting in the cold Minnesota morning outside Winter Park.

Please make this stop. Its Rice in a Seahawks jersey. Its Montana in Chiefs colors. Even though I hate the Packers and all this shoo-in Hall of Famer has done for them against my beloved Purple, don't make the guy a side show freak to sell tickets.

Let him "work his land" and retire a Packer legend so T-Jack and Rosenfelds can lay off the Xanax and prepare for what could be a decent season and I can get back to sucking at poker without Sportcenter rewinding Brett Favre highlight reels every 30 minutes while I make bad bluffs.

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