OFFICIAL BRETT THE LIVING LEGEND THREAD

[vince]

Chilly's got to make a buck too these days.

[pbmax]

A new time low. Diss the family.

No dis. I like John Matuszak.

[pbmax]

Blinds will not hold the posse of Bretsky away

Speaking of which, your new wireless web cams are ready to be picked up. Just let me know where.

Or should I PM this?

[sheepshead]

No dis. I like John Matuszak.

<---went to high school with the tooz

[pbmax]

<---went to high school with the tooz

Did he ever steal your lunch money or give you an atomic wedgie?

How about a swirlie?

[Kiwon]

Mugshot.




34-year-old Brandi Favre was busted after cops broke up a meth lab hidden in a condo in an upscale neighborhood.

Cops told WLOX, "We discovered the full lab in the bathroom; it was still cooking. I think we collected pretty close to ten grams of finished product, which, that's a lot of meth."

Brandi -- and 4 others -- have all been charged with manufacturing meth, possession of a controlled substance, transferring a controlled substance and generation of hazardous waste

(Okay, I'm being cruel)

"Generation of hazardous waste" - Is that talking about the continuation of the Farve genome or just rednecks in general?

[mraynrand]

Did he ever steal your lunch money or give you an atomic wedgie?

How about a swirlie?

[Fritz]

Why would people throw stones inside a house anyways regardless if it's made of glass or not? If I did that growing up, my dad would have cut me in 2 with a bread knife.

Ah, but he would use a bread knife and not a glass cutter so as not to eff up your glass house. A smart dad!

[Scott Campbell]

Brandi Favre: The Favre Family is Having a Classy Year

By Matt Kiebus Thursday, January 13, 2011
It’s nice to see the Favre family is starting 2011 on the right foot.

Hindsight is twenty-twenty, but if 2010 taught the 41-year-old Brett Favre anything, it’s that he finally should have stayed retired. The last season of the Favre’s legendary career will forever be remembered as one long, painful and embarrassing mistake.
Now it seems Brett isn’t the only Favre with questionable judgment.
Brandi Favre, Bret Favre’s sister, was arrested and charged yesterday for allegedly being a part of a crystal meth ring in Diamondhead, MS. Her charges include the manufacturing of meth, possession of a controlled substance, transferring a controlled substance and generation of hazardous waste.
This should be no surprise considering she spells Brandi with an “i” instead of a “y,” which scientifically proves she’s bad news.
The 34-year-old is also no stranger to handcuffs and men in police uniforms — not in the stripper sense. Brandi has two previous arrests on her record, for shoplifting and for a drive-by shooting. Which is enlightening, considering the film industry had me to believe 100% of drive-by shootings occurred in Compton, not Mississippi.
The good ol’ southern charm that Favre has been famous for his entire career has all but vanished in what has been a bizarre, head-scratching past 12 months.
Brett Favre became famous for his fearless style of play and the pure joy and passion that seemed to fuel his success. He had an legendarily strong arm that led him to make courageous and questionable decisions on the field. Favre was nicknamed “the gunslinger” for his intrepid attitude on the gridiron. It was this gunslinger mentality that made him great, and it probably cost him a couple Super Bowl championships as well.
Now we’re beginning see how his cavalier attitude hurt him off the field as well.
As legend has it, in Favre’s younger days he was known as a legendary partier. He entered college as the seventh string quarterback at Southern Mississippi, the only school that offered him a scholarship. Before he entered his first game at quarterback he was puking, not from nerves, but from a nasty hangover.
And when he was drafted by the Atlanta Falcons in 1991 his drinking and partying continued, so Falcon’s coach Jerry Glanville traded Favre after his rookie season.

“I had to get him out of Atlanta. . . . I could not sober him up,” Glanville said. “I sent him to a city where at 9:00 at night the only thing that’s open is Chili Joes. You can get it two ways, with or without onions. And that’s what made Brett Favre make a comeback was going to a town that closed down. If I would have traded him to New York, nobody to this day would have known who Brett Favre ever was.”

And it wasn’t merely booze that Favre struggled with, like his sister Brandi, Brett had a drug problem during his time with the Green Bay Packers, and his abuse of prescription painkillers resulted with a trip to rehab.
He might have curbed his addictions, but the attitude always remained.
For the majority of Favre’s illustrious career he was adored by the media for his childish grin and kindly southern drawl. His mistakes were always met with light criticism. It was Brett being Brett, and as stupid as it might sound it was the truth.
Without being a fearless hick (no offense, but he is) with only three loves: Budwiser, Football, and Wrangler jeans. He would have never become Brett Favre.
However over the course of the past three NFL seasons Favre has been depicted as a selfish, money hungry adulterer. His fan base decreased with every exhausting tear-filled press conference, and each premature Sportscenter retirement special.
Then karma decided to intervene and take things a step further, in the form of Favre’s infamous dick pics and his injury-filled final season. Both age and immature stupidity caught up with Favre. The same immature stupidity that has his sister in cuffs at a Mississippi prison. It’s been a year that quite frankly has made the Mississippi family seem a tad on the trashy side.
Favre was never perfect, he never tried to be, and it was precisely the reason most people liked him. He’s not the perfect southern boy from the perfect southern family — that would be Peyton Manning.
But we were willing to ignore his flaws until this season. The year we watched the legend die.
Come to think of it Favre was legendary at everything: his failures, successes, virtues and vices. And for some reason I can’t help but admire that, while simultaneously being pissed at myself for the same undue admiration.
Welcome to the Brett Favre paradox. Thank God he’s retired.

[Joemailman]

And when he was drafted by the Atlanta Falcons in 1991 his drinking and partying continued, so Falcon’s coach Jerry Glanville traded Favre after his rookie season.
“I had to get him out of Atlanta. . . . I could not sober him up,” Glanville said. “I sent him to a city where at 9:00 at night the only thing that’s open is Chili Joes. You can get it two ways, with or without onions. And that’s what made Brett Favre make a comeback was going to a town that closed down. If I would have traded him to New York, nobody to this day would have known who Brett Favre ever was.”

One of the dumbest things I've ever heard. I'm pretty sure the bars in Green Bay don't close at 9:00. He sent Favre to Green Bay because Ron Wolf was willing to give up a 1st round pick.

[mraynrand]

One of the dumbest things I've ever heard. I'm pretty sure the bars in Green Bay don't close at 9:00. He sent Favre to Green Bay because Ron Wolf was willing to give up a 1st round pick.

Yeah, there's a real shortage of liquor in northern Wisconsin.

[Fritz]

And from what most posters familiar with GB in that time have said, Brent managed to find lots of fun - booze and babes.

BTW, let's leave the sister out of this.

There's plenty of material on Brent.

[MJZiggy]

<---went to high school with the tooz

You're old. He came to my grade school and visited my second grade class.

[MadScientist]

Yeah, there's a real shortage of liquor in northern Wisconsin.

There was when Favre was drinking.

[Pugger]

I saw this on another forum:

JIM SOUHAN, Star Tribune

Brett Favre will stand on the Vikings' sideline for the last time today.
Thus will end one of the most volatile episodes in Minnesota sports
history, an 18-month window in which Favre sequentially proved right
anyone who ever praised or doubted him.
Favre will end his career as a limping contradiction. In a society that
revels in either-or debates, Favre has proved that "all of the above"
can be the correct assessment of a polarizing individual.
You can take either side in a debate about Favre and be right.
He is at once the most prolific passer in NFL history and the most
erratic
great quarterback to ever play the game.
He is renowned for his fourth-quarter comebacks and clutch play, and yet
has thrown more season-destroying interceptions than any quarterback in
history.
He is the toughest man in the annals of a brutal sport -- having started
297 consecutive games at a position that is the equivalent of a clay
pigeon at a shotgun range -- and the most emotionally needy player ever
to
don a helmet.
He is a charismatic leader who can unite a locker room and inspire a
huddle, and he is a divisive figure who was known in New York for
ignoring
his teammates.

He wouldn't tutor Aaron Rodgers, his chosen successor in Green Bay , yet
he volunteers his time coaching high school kids in Hattiesburg , Miss.
He launched or improved the careers of a dozen coaches -- including Andy
Reid, Jon Gruden and Mike Holmgren -- and ended the head coaching career
of the man who brought him to Minnesota and helped him make $28 million
in
18 months.
He craves the spotlight but won't dress for it, favoring old jeans,
sweaty
golf hats and perpetual stubble even during news conferences watched
by
millions.
He shuns the media five days a week -- a writer from Washington , D.C. ,
once told me it was easier to land a one-on-one interview with the
President than with Favre -- yet manipulates national reporters every
week
to disseminate dubious messages.
He will forever be remembered as an iconic Packer, yet he began his
career
with Atlanta , visited New York and chose to finish his career with
the
Packers' arch-rival, intent on beating the franchise that made him
famous.
He is a Hall of Fame quarterback who became a symbol of longevity, and
yet
each of the four teams that employed him was glad to see him go.
He prides himself, as he once told me, in "playing like a kid," even
when
teammates put a rocking chair in front of his locker.
He "loves the game" yet can't bring himself to show up for offseason
workouts or the opening day of training camp.
He is a Southern good ol' boy who made his reputation on the Frozen
Tundra.
He reveres the record book and NFL history but once flopped on the
ground
to help New York Giants defensive end Michael Strahan break a sack
record.
All of which makes you wonder: When Brett Favre looks in the mirror,
does
his reflection appear in 3-D?
Because Favre is so internally conflicted, so relentlessly
contradictory,
offering a final assessment of him isn't easy.
Remember, it was a year ago that Favre was preparing to help the Vikings
whip the Dallas Cowboys in the Metrodome, in one of the most impressive
victories in franchise history.
It was less than a year ago that Favre was preparing to run the Vikings'
offense up and down the field against the eventual Super Bowl champion
Saints in the deafening Superdome.
At the age of 40, in his first season in purple, Favre came within one
pass of taking the Vikings to a Super Bowl they might well have won.
Therein lies the Favre conundrum: He was the reason the Vikings were
able
to come within one of Favre's startlingly amateurish interceptions of
doing what had never been done before in 50 years of Vikings history,
and he was the reason the Vikings followed that thrilling season by
with
an implosion so spectacular it could probably be seen from space.
Favre giveth, and Favre throweth away.
Even at the end of a season in which he showed up late, extorted team
owners for a raise, got his coach fired, destroyed his team's Super
Bowl
aspirations, became the subject of a sexting scandal and groveled for
sympathy every time he stubbed his toe, Favre set a record for
perseverance that may never be matched and conducted a dozen of the most
compelling, funny, insightful news conferences we'll ever witness.
It is typical of Favre that as his performance and machinations
destroyed
this season, destroyed what might be the last chance for many of his
teammates to qualify for a Super Bowl, he remained a popular figure in
the locker room, a source of humor and a subject of admiration.
You can hate Favre or love him.
But why choose?