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Yoyo Brett Favre and his re-re-return to football...now last shot at glory corrupted? |
| And we say goodbye, as the former starter of the Green Bay Packers packs it in and returns to Mississippi to wait out the days and the next act in this long running play... http://www.greenbaypressgazette.com/ic/blogs/insider/index.shtml http://sports.espn.go.com/nfl/trainingcamp08/news/story?id=3521811 My kids and I stopped by the Favre home just up the road at 11 a.m. today. My son actually went to the door to drop off the wildflowers we picked on our walk over, past the pond that separates our properties. It was a bit awkward, but knowing he was leaving, and my son continually asking me if he could go ask for an autograph, I left it up to him. We stopped outside the home and he courageously walked up and got them to answer the door and they would hear him out. He said, "We picked these flowers for Brett." Pause. "I'm his number one fan." They quickly took the flowers and closed the door before he started to walk back to tell me what was said, but then started to go back because he forgot to ask for that autograph. He's seven years old. I told him not to worry about it. A reporter had already walked up to me during the transaction and asked if I was a friend of the family, and I told him that we wanted to pay our respects as neighbors. The police walked over and informed us we couldn't be on the property and by that time my three-year-old daughter was out of the stroller running up to the house. I called them both back and we packed it in and headed back home. I'm proud of Alex because he did not get upset. He had a chance to meet the man, but it did not work out. I tried to tell myself it was about him and not me trying to pry. This is historical and there was an opportunity to have a chance encounter that could be retold for years to come. As it turned out, they graciously accepted the gift. Most likely walked to the trash and tossed out the yellow buttercups, daisies and purple flowered bouquet, but the kids don't know what I thought of the eventual outcome of our little play. It didn't matter. They got to do something that seemed significant for a moment and it was a nice thing to do. It was a gesture, knowing that my son could tell the man (through his entourage) that he's appreciated by at least one fan. What a wonderful thing it was to have lived so near to the legend in a small town, where many have respected his privacy and allowed him to preserve in dignity and anonymity all these years. It's a sad day for many Packer fans, as I'm certain he will not be back until it's time to retire that jersey. There are just so many ugly feelings out there now, so much disappointment in a small community that prided itself on being unique in its support for its team. What does the future hold now? Only time will tell if these wounds will heal. Thank you God for blessing me with two wondrous and beautiful children who fill my heart with pride and joy. bkcompton |
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