There is just something about Green Bay Packer football in the snow, especially when Brett Favre is gun slinging the football down the field, even when it ends in an interception. I love football. I'm a cheese head for life. There is so much that will be missing from Sunday afternoons now. The child like grin, the anticipation of the come back, the dissapointment in the interception, the constant suprises, the spontaneous passes, and even in diversity and challenges the hope that comes through how he plays the game. Brett Favre is going to be greatly missed in the game I adore.
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