
We mentioned in the link dump that Brett Favre was scratched from the Minnesota Vikings’ active roster last night, thus ending the NFL’s longest streak of consecutive regular season games played at 297. That’s just over 18 and a half season’s worth of games, more than five times the length of the average playing career in pro football.
”I don’t want to say I’m shocked by the events of today. I guess in some way I expected it … but I have no idea. It’s unfortunate we’re out of this playoff race. I’ll just see how I feel this week and go from there.”
Favre’s injury, a sprained SC joint, is a rarity in sports, one that doctors say occurs most often when a person’s body slams against the steering wheel in an auto accident. –Fox Sports.
Favre wound up going down since the injury could not have been easily anesthetized in time for Monday’s kickoff. The last game where Brett Favre didn’t start, before last night? September 20, 1992. That’s really mind-blowing to me when I consider that I was still over a year away from getting my driver’s license, almost two years away from getting laid, and three years away from being charged by the feds with human trafficking. Formative years, indeed.


I was starting my senior year of college in 1992, so I was probably passed out drunk or getting laid. Most likely I was passed out drunk.
I was a Freshman in college. (Damn, UU – YOU OLD!)
So, I was probably trying to screw drunk, Freshman girls.
/In other words, not much has changed for me.
I was almost 6. Years old. I now consider UU the creepy uncle of WL.
Do you touch me because you love me, uncle UU…
I won’t touch you, but I will tell you to get off my lawn.
/shakes fist
It was funny to see Berman and Cris Carter act like he died. He should have died though.
He’s as good as dead now. I’ll take that.
Favre now know what other have been told – you don’t cross the Moats. Oh and I was already out of college in 92 – probably planning (or avoiding planning) my upcoming November wedding
I’m only slightly younger than UU…was a sophomore in college. In any case, I was sick of Favre’s shit back then as well.
In 1992, I had yet to become fat, didn’t have pubes, wore large, unflattering glasses and had an even smaller penis. You guys were in college? Wow, you’re fucking old.
I was getting ready for my 4th birthday party.
That was my thirteenth birthday! So I was probably being ignored by my parents.