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What date and time does the Brett favre show start?
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Brett Favre again takes us for a ride, ESPN in dutiful tow
9:37 am August 18, 2010, by Mark Bradley
Brett Favre, as seen from above. (Photo by KTSP)
If I can be serious about Brett Favre for a moment â¦
Sorry. I canât be serious about Brett Favre, not for a nanosecond. Last year he showed up (late) at Vikings camp being driven by the head coach. This year he showed up (late) being driven by the kicker. As ever, the Worldwide Leader in Overkill was tracking his every move, even if his every move couldnât quite be seen because he was in a moving vehicle with a roof and the cameras were in helicopters.
And I for one am ecstatic beyond reason that Favre will apparently play â I say âapparentlyâ because at this moment he still hasnât yet stated his intentions publicly, even though a Favre statement of intentions is worthless â again this season. Because I was feeling guilty over my sudden dislike for LeBron James, who up until âThe Decisionâ had done nothing to make me think he was a bad guy, and now my default dislike position has been reset.
LeBron James has been dropped to second on the list. Brett Favre is again the athlete against whom I root the hardest. (Lane Kiffin is the sports figure against whom I root the hardest, but heâs not a player and really not a coach. Heâs just a clown.) Being a sports writer and all, Iâm really not supposed to root, but Favre has become so objectionable that I grant myself a waiver.
Brett Favre is a handy combination of everything I value least in sports. Heâs not as good as advertised, and yet heâs one of the handful of neo-athletes â LeBron, Tiger, T.O. and A-Rod would make up the remainder of the top five â around whom the Worldwide Leader has decided the world indeed revolves. Heâs insincere. He canât abide the thought of the game continuing without Olâ No. 4 and his Wrangler jeans, and apparently neither can ESPN.
There are times when I think that if Favre didnât exist, ESPN would have just invented him. Then I correct myself: ESPN did invent him, like Dr. Frankenstein and his henchman Igor conjured up their monster. And every year we get another sequel: âSon of Frankenstein,â in which Favre goes to the Jets and makes his teammates hate him; âHouse of Frankenstein,â in which Favre takes his talents to Lake Minnetonka and throws the interception that blows the Super Bowl for the Vikes, and now â¦
âBride of Frankenstein,â in which placekicker Ryan Longwell drives the honeymoon car and a covey of helicopters serve as the tin cans being dragged behind.
What I want to know: When is Mel Brooks going to give us âYoung Frankensteinâ as it pertains to the Wranglinâ Man? Because only Mel Brooks â he of âBlazing Saddlesâ and âThe Producersâ â could skewer Brett Favre and ESPN in the way those egregious entities deserve to be skewered