:::Presenting G’s First Post!:::
We have been together for sixteen years! Sixteen years is a long time for any relationship to abruptly end. Sixteen years of laughing, crying, yelling, and celebrating together. Alas, as with many relationships, this one has recently ended with “irreconcilable differences”. Brett Favre (pronounced F-A-R-V-E) is now a New York Jet.
I was just 15 years old and a freshman in high school when I first met Brett (and by meeting Brett I mean watching him on TV); nothing but a young lad with great ambitions and high expectations. Brett remained a staple on Sunday afternoons through my college/heavy drinking years. I celebrated two Super Bowl appearances, numerous record breaking performances, three MVP trophies, and countless gleeful trouncings of the hated Bears and Vikings. I grieved with Brett through his wife’s fight with breast cancer, addictions to pain meds, and the deaths of his father and brother-in-law. I remained faithfully loyal during sub-par performances, losing seasons, frustrating interceptions, his cameo in Something about Mary, and lame Wrangler jean commercials. Now it all feels like ungratifying distant memories–lost in adolescent translation.
My beautiful wife “D” asked me to contribute to her blog, so “G” does understand the majority gender of her audience. Therefore, it might be difficult to understand the implications of my pending divorce with Brett Favre. It is not as simple as moving on and under no circumstances would I ever become a Jets fan. I grew up watching Brett Favre every Sunday, September – December. Watching him play for another team is like watching an ex-fiancé get married to some European guy with long hair and a bad accent.
Imagine if your favorite purse, excuse me, handbag decided you were not good enough and wanted to be traded? Even worse, Brett retired in March and although it was difficult, emotionally Packer fans grieved and moved on. 
Then Brett determined that he wanted to play again and coaches and management decided it was not in the best interest of the Green Bay Packers to retain Brett’s services. It became clear that “Brett did not want the Packers and the Packers did not want Brett.”
As the soap opera played out, Packer fans quickly realized Brett would become someone else’s handbag to be admired every Sunday. An emotional roller coaster pitting team officials against a sports icon with the fans stuck in the middle weeping into their foam cheeseheads. What do you do when an amazing sixteen year relationship ends? Unfortunately I, along with most of the Packer fans, will have to pick up the pieces and begrudgingly sign the divorce papers.
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Let me be the first to applaud you, G-unit! That was FAN-freaking-tastic! I cannot wait to read more contributions to D’s blog by you!
Sorry to hear about your divorce. :o(
Welcome G!!!
Fabulous post, G! I know you and Brett will get through this difficult time. It’s not your fault…sometimes people just change and move on =(
D, you lucky girl. He’s not just eye candy–he’s a fantastic writer to boot =)
My condolences, G, we all feel for you – breaking up is never easy. And I’m not going to tell you that there are other fish in the sea, my poor Broncos have realized that’s not true. But thankfully, Elway didn’t cheat on us, just on his wife. We’ll be thinking of you during this difficult season.
Fantastic first post, can’t wait to hear more from you!
HA!!! I loved it….Way to go “G”. You will have to do more of this in the future. And me..I am a Manning fan but have always had a soft place in my heart for Farve as well…well maybe a soft spot in my eyes. Anyways..way to go!
Way to go G! I am very fortunate that I moved away from NY, because I really don’t think I could handle any of those pseudo-Jets fans who are now adorned with a Brett jersey. Don’t worry, the Packers definitely got the best years of Brett. He will do nothing in NY. Of course all of this comes from a die hard Giants fan who can’t stand Jets fans.
Don’t worry I’m a Giants Fan–giggle Snort!
At least he isn’t saddling up with the Vikings. That’d hurt. In the money-maker.
My condolences to you, my husband went through similiar heartache as a Red Sox fan, and Boston native. The stupidsonofabit–excuse me-ahem–Johnny Damon left the Red Sox after their first World Series in over 80 years. TO THE FRIGGIN YANKEES! Who does he think he is? Babe Ruth? GAW!
{{steps off husband’s soapbox, wildly applauds G}}
Welcome G! Great first post!
I am also very surprised with Favre’s move…because I too, have watched him for a long time. Just not as long as I have watched Peyton Manning!
Enjoyed your post!
Great post baby! Looks like it’s a hit! But I already knew you were funny, witty, and sexy. (I just threw sexy in there–but it’s true!).
Now come to bed. 😉
Oh Brett – you broke my Wisconsin-born heart. You’re still hot but it hurts to look at you. I love the church sign, someone’s bitter.
Someone I work with didn’t know who Brett Favre was. I had to give her a bad review. I had no choice.
Very funny stuff! I understand your pain, divorce is never easy, but at least you can walk away knowing you did everything you could.
Thank goodness there were no kids.
I once heard that 98% of women and 75% of men in Wisconsin would leave their significant other to be with Brett…I guess those statistics are changing! The ironic part is that if you play the new Madden coming out – you will never forget he is a Packer
Great post – you both are a hoot!
K
Nice writing, little bother! You’ll make it through this tough time, I’m sure
xoxo