Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Let Us Kiss His Gold Spandex Clad Bum.

Brett Favre retires.

So, may the battle to heap the most praise on Ol' Number Four begin. Who will win this battle of the sycophants? This Wright Thompson figure? (As a side note, this guy's name isn't real. If it is real, he isn't actually a sportswriter. He can only be 1. an English Premier league soccer player who chooses to not use his first name, 2. the heir to an Eastern seaboard-based chemical industry, or 3. someone Holden Caulfield would refer to as a "real Joe Yale looking guy".) John Clayton, who somehow seems to blame this all on Randy Moss. 

I've only been around nigh eight months. And, while I will acknowledge that Favre is on the list of the all-time greats, here is my top five  (from my immediate genetic memory):

1. Brady
2. Manning
3. Montana
4. Elway
5. Marino

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