Like this:

Okay, I’ve been one of the biggest Favre-beans bashers in the web lexicon that there is, but after yesterday, even I have to give the old man props.

Minnesota should have lost by the score of 66-3. The amount of turnovers and mistakes that team made should have put this game to bed by halftime. And the amount of punishment this old man took would have knocked the healthiest of 26-year-old’s out cold. And yet, there was this 40 year old man getting right back up on his feet and throwing bullets down the field, desperately trying to pull out a win against a team that was obsessed with taking off his head. Literally.

And it also says something that all the major media outlets are writing more about “the end of Favre” than “New Orleans finally in the Super Bowl” or “Peyton Manning proves to be the best, again.” Nope. We are all still harping on the loser of this weekend, and I guess I have no choice but to ultimately understand why.

Favre-beans was an amazing sight to see yesterday. He took the same hit Tom Brady and Carson Palmer took, to the knees, that knocked them out of a season and a playoff game, respectively, but all it did was shake Favre-beans up a bit. All he had to do was walk that shit off for a few minutes on the sidelines, and he was right back out there, throwing bullets. Neither Tom nor Carson have been the same since taking those hits, but you’d be hard pressed to say the same thing about Favre-beans.

Okay, now I am getting a little queasy writing so positively about Favre-beans. It’s kinda painful. If Jon Gruden and Jaws were sitting next to me, on either side of my laptop, they’d probably be patting me on the back right now and opening a beer for me. Then they would whip out there (insert here) and dispense some hand lotion with one another, at which point I’d have to exit my own apartment quite quickly and go for a long run, or something. Thank God it’s just me here and I am freaking my own self out by typing such boner inducing words over a 40 year old football player.

Ready...Set...Boner!

So now we have a whole offseason to endure another endless series of “Favre Watch” bits on ESPN and NFL Network. It might even be somewhat tolerable this time around because if he can still do half of what he did this year – at age 41, no less – than it’ll be all worth it.

Okay, this is getting out of control. I need to go for a run and clear my head. Adios mi amigos.