Geez. Where oh where do I start with this one?
Did I happen to mention my disdain for Mr. Favre lately? Oh yeah, I did that the other day. But let me just reiterate: I HATE BRETT FAVRE! If only for the fact that his last name makes no phonetical sense whatsoever (the damed thing should be spelled F-A-R-V-E). I’m sure English teachers everywhere cringe whenever his name comes up.
So I’m sure the Jets are loving their shiny new Broadway Brett tool toy by now, especially after Wednesday morning’s practice where he fired off quite a few duds because his poor wittle “wocket arm” was tired. Boo hoo.
According to Yahoo News, NFL’s most cryingest quarterback (and Rhodes Scholar apparently) admitted that “I felt 38 today. “I’m not going to lie to you.”
Hmmm. Maybe that’s because YOU ARE 38 YOU MORON! By the way, have I mentioned lately how much I hate Brett Favre?
And The Genius goes on:
“My arm’s kind of dragging a little bit today,” Favre said. “It’s not really sore, but just fatigued. To be honest with you, I’m surprised that, I don’t want to say I feel good, that I’ve been able to make it through every practice so far.”
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“I didn’t throw the ball that well this morning, underthrew some throws,” Favre said. “No pain, but I’m 38 years old. It’s going to be fatigued a little bit.”
I’m sure Coach Eric Mangini is feeling really confident about his latest trade. Boy – I sure am glad I’m not a Jets fan right now. Suckers.
By the way, did I mention how much I hate Brett Favre?
