Monday, January 25, 2010

Karma - The End


I won't gloat. In fact, the idea for this blog ended after Favre's return to Lambeau, but I felt the end required one more post to wrap it up. If he comes back next year, it won't matter, because those of us who have watched Favre all these years know the result will be the same. Those who continue to think the end will somehow be different ... well, good luck with that.

Dilfer said it best today on ESPN Radio. The difference between brilliance and catastrophe is Brett Favre. On the one hand, he made throws this season - last night, in fact - that a 40 year-old has no business making. On the other hand, when he needed NOT to make a throw Sunday night it cost his TEAM a trip to the Super Bowl and it cost him a chance to end his revenge tour victoriously. When it happened, there was no real shock to it. We've seen it before on near countless occasions. He just can't prevent himself from trying to make a play where there is no play to be made. More importantly, maybe it proved that revenge isn't the great motivator all the Favre gloaters thought it was.

Worse yet, maybe Ted Thompson was right all along. As fantastic as Favre's play can be at times, and it was great this year and has been great in the past, when it counts most Favre proves he's a "me" guy.

Favre got what he justly deserved Sunday night. He threw an interception at the time his teammates needed him most, when he should have been a team player, tucked the ball and ran it five yards and put the fate of the game onto the cleat of his kicker, a kicker - for all intents and purposes - who is unbelievable in domes and who probably makes that kick 19 times out of 20. And I don't want to hear about the 12 men in the huddle penalty not being Favre's fault; how that penalty forced Favre to throw. You have arguably the best running back in the game. If you think he's going to fumble, you give it to Chester Taylor. You line your best guys against their best guys and ram it up in there and set yourself up for the chance to kick the game-winning field goal. Calling a pass and then being surprised at the result in that situation with that guy behind center? Throwing the ball was a galactically stupid gambit and the Vikings paid the ultimate price.

But that's Favre. Takes you on the highs and lows of the rollercoaster, makes no bones about it, and then shrugs his shoulders if it goes ill or celebrates like a crazed kid if it works. He took the Vikings further than I thought he would and probably further than either of the other QBs on the roster would have. We'll never know for sure. But I certainly hope the assumption that Favre was the guy keeps you warm at night.

You live and die with the gunslinger and those who do not pay heed to history are doomed to repeat it.

End. Until it's not the end.

(PHOTO: Ronald Martinez, Getty Images)

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