Tuesday, November 25th, 2008 |
by Sportie


For many many years, I loved Brett Favre. I routinely referred to him as my boyfriend (no we have never met LOL), and rooted for him regularly as a member of the Green Bay Packers. Brett was my dude! He always seemed to step up when it counted most, and he had that “I’m doing me right now” swagger that teenage girls (I told you I’ve been following him for many years) just adore. Not to mention, he played the game the way we all remember playing Pop Werner. With unbridled joy and enthusiasm. It is infectious, and I was drinking the Kool Aid early. This guy in New York? How could you go wrong?
So like any other fan who’s favorite player comes to her team; I went out and bought all new t-shirts, and sweatshirts, and all manner of not so awful NFL for Women gear to show my support. I changed my Facebook status. I was infected by the shiny happy football bug.
The thing is, over the first few games, I lost that loving feeling. So after they barely got by Kansas City, it was time to break up with him. (more…)