Brett Favre agreed to come back for yet another season, for the Vikings.
For about fifty percent of the NFL viewers in America, there's a bit of disgust. They'd like to see Brett retired and finished. For Green Bay Packer fans, ninety percent of them would like to see Brett retired and finished. Then there's this small group of Packer folks who basically aren't Packer fans...they are Brett Favre fans, but they won't admit it in public.
For the Vikings, it's a business deal made in heaven. They get all the regular business and then they get these secret Packer fans who just go on the thrill of watching Brett Favre one more season.
So you've got this John Steinbeck-like script sitting there.
It was cold. Colder than Butte in a blizzard. The stands sat full and every eye was set upon the field. Some folks had traveled from Rockland and DePere to be there and witness the tireless effort of Mr Farve.The beer almost froze as it hit your lips. There wasn't a logic to being there in such harsh conditions except you wanted to see the impossible. You had this vision of the Vikings pushed back to their one-yard line, with ninety-nine yards to go. You wanted to Brett gage the situation and then whisper a line toward the heavens.In a blink of a eye, things changed. Brett stood back and tossed a 20-yard pass, and you felt this lump in your throat. Whatever had been done and lost in Green Bay....was alive again in a Vikings uniform.Then Brett stood ready for the next advance, and another twenty-yard pass. There was a tear forming on your eye but it was mostly half-frozen, and you were trying to rub it off so you could see clearly.Then Brett stood ready for another advance, and tossed a long thirty-yard pass. Seconds remained now in the game. You felt like God had sent Brett to the Vikings for a reason....to give them what the Packers were forbidden from having. You swigged down another gulp of your beer and munched on your home-made cheese that Grandma had made.Finally, with just eight seconds left....you sat and watched Brett toss the final long one. This lump appeared in your throat and you felt this heavenly-sent air of warmth around you. The pass was taken and in a split second, the Vikings scored. It was a precious moment. The Packers could have had it, but it wasn't meant for them. And so the Vikings were blessed.
Steinbeck could have written the moment, but the truth is that ten thousand folks are now obsessed over Favre being back. And that's enough to make a difference in the camp of the Minnesota Vikings.