I did my best to avoid this when it surfaced last week, but the Brett Favre Neverending Indecision Train to Unretirement keeps chugging along, and I'm powerless to ignore its whistle.  Today, Chief Favre Fellater Emeritus Peter King took off his lipstick and weighed in on the future of the 38-year-old former/non-former Packers QB:

No. 4 wants to play football again, and the Green Bay Packers desperately do not want him to. Will he play? I don't know. I don't think he knows. He has, however, told coach Mike McCarthy he wants to return.

The issue is going to be pressed soon. I fully expect Favre's agent to send a letter to the Packers within the next 10 days, stating that Favre, 38, wants to be taken off the National Football League's reserve/retired list. At that point, the team will have no choice but to re-admit the league's most accomplished statistical quarterback ever back to football, and [the Packers] can take Favre and his $12.8-million cap number back onto the team and give him his starting job back, they can trade him or they can release him.

Every one of those options makes the Packers wretch. I've been told an edgy McCarthy told Favre, in their most recent phone conversation a couple of weeks ago, the legendary quarterback would put the Packers in a tough spot by reneging on his March 6 retirement. Favre understands. But I don't think it's going to stop him from doing what his body tells him to do — play football again.

Listen, I know I've been rooting for Brett Favre's legs to get eaten off by Kiln-area alligators for the last three or four years, but I'm willing to tolerate one final round of this bullshit if it means Favre gets traded to a divisional rival like the Vikings or Bears.  The number of aneurysms and heart attacks that would cause in weak-minded Midwesterners warms the darkest parts of my soul.  And by "darkest parts" I mean "all."