SiouxLand

Fall must be coming. The tomatoes are starting to ripen and folks are getting worked up about whether or not Brett Favre's going to play anymore football.

Well, I care about the tomato, but could give two hoots in hell about what Brett does with himself from now until New Years.

In the first place, this act is getting older than he is. Good grief, either he needs that multi-million dollar paycheck or he doesn't. Unless he's a worse investor than Bernie Madoff, I'm pretty sure that no matter how long he lives, he's not about to miss any meals. So, all things considered, I just can't work up too much concern over him.

As for the folks he works for, well, they're in the business of having grown men play kids games and getting the rest of us to pay to watch. I doubt if Zigi will have to run too many help wanteds to find somebody to fill Brett's slot. the game will go on. Tickets will be sold. Profits will be reaped ... more profits since whoever inherits the Bayou Hamlet's locker won't also inherit his paycheck.

As for Brett, now that he has more time on his hands, maybe somebody can teach him to shave...