Much of the American sporting public enjoyed the exit of one Brett Lorenzo Favre from Sunday’s game against the Patriots. I was not one of those people. I have no excessive man-love for Favre, but man, that was just sad yesterday. As Favre was leading the Vikings to a loss against New England yesterday, he took a pretty mean shot to the chin from Myron Pryor. Favre left the field holding his chin, dripping with blood, as he was carted off to the locker room in a manner that was pretty pathetic for a guy with no lower body injury.
So what was the final blood toll? Eight stitches. EIGHT. I tackled a friend of mine in high school and busted his chin open, but at least he got 11. Why the hell are you taking a cart off the field to get eight stitches, Mister Fav-ray? No computo over here.
Anyway, you’re probably wondering how all of that Jenn Sterger business is going: her people are “having a dialogue with the NFL.” Which doesn’t mean that they’re talking. Only that they’re talking about talking. No wonder Brett just decided to send her pics of his junk (allegedly); she seems awfully high-maintenance for an actual relationship.
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