Brett Favre – Redemption – Volume One
Posted by LOTGK on October 6, 2009
Jared Allen recorded 4.5 sacks last night terrorizing Packer quarterback Aaron Rogers forcing two fumbles and a safety. His 4.5 sacks is the most ever in a game in the 40 years of Monday Night Football. Allen is on pace to register 20 plus sacks this season. 26 in fact, which would be an NFL record. Good hunting Jared. I wanted to highlight this section for as you know, the Packers traveled to Minnesota for the highly anticipated Rodgers – Favre showdown. I don’t want Allen’s performance lost in the bright media lights that will ever be known as the Favre Phenomenon.
Last night in front of a national audience, on ESPN’s Monday Night Football, the surreal became fact. As thousands of fans clicked their digital camera’s as the Vikings took the field, Brett Favre emerged from the locker room tunnel and took the field in purple and gold wearing his #4 jersey. Flashbulbs erupted as if a royal wedding were taking place as all eyes and camera’s, personal and commercial were trained on Brett Favre.
The hype of this contest began months ago as Favre inked a two year contract with the rival Vikings and escorted to camp by head coach Brad Childress. For weeks that was all that was talked about. Favre this. Brett Favre that. How’s Favre’s arm? How’s Favre’s shoulder? How will the players react to Favre’s presence, will Favre create a schism in the locker room, will Favre be able to digest the so called “Kick Ass” offense of coach Childress, how many wrangler commercials will be aired during Viking games. Favre Favre Favre Favre Favre Favre Favre Favre.
How could this game, a regular season game, in week four, compare to the colossal fantasy created by the media? There was zero chance of it living up to the expectations of the fans. But they would be wrong. Dead wrong. Chuck Norris crossing wrong. Brett Favre in Viking purple wrong!
The Packers received the opening kickoff and smartly moved the ball down field as Rodgers played flawlessly, avoiding the incredible pass rush and locating the open single cover receiver. Rodgers moved the Packers as if 7 on 7 drills were called effortlessly converting first downs piling up yardage on their march to the Viking endzone.
Until Jared Allen lassoed Rodgers along with Robison forcing a fumble at the Viking 33 yard line. The drive had ended. No points. No soup for you Chad Greenway recovered the fumble giving Brett Farve his first crack at his old team. The crowd was in an utter frenzy. It was time.
With 9:22 remaining in the first quarter, Favre came under center, looked over the defense, barked out his signals and handed the ball to all pro running back Adrian Peterson for 7 yards. Second play, Peterson again for 2 yards. Third down, Peterson again for the first down. The fourth play, yes, again, Peterson for three yards.
Now we all know that any time Peterson touches the ball, he can take it to the house. Every Viking fan holds their breath as Peterson takes those first steps towards the line anticipating a huge gain. Last night, that same anticipation was felt by the collected crowd when Favre dropped back on the next play and instead of handing off to Peterson, he fired it to Bernard Berrian for a 16 yard gain. The crowd went wild as if they had never been witness to this type of play or pass before. What sort of magic does this old quarterback with the funny name possess?
After that play, the game was stopped for photo Op’s on Favre’s first completion against the Packers. (No, the game wasn’t halted, but the officials and media wanted to) On the next play, Peterson’s number was called again for a short gain plus a 15 yard penalty for taunting advanced the Vikings into scoring position. Favre then fired a short pass to Berrian and a 12 yarder to Sidney Rice for a first down. Two plays to Peterson on the ground had the Vikings at the Packer goal line.
Favre came under center, crowd cheering, looked left, pointed at the defense, took the snap and dropped back. He quickly rolled to his right and fired the ball across the field to the left to wide open tight end Shiancoe for a TD.
Cue to the team triumphantly lifting and carrying Favre off the field as the crowd chanted Rudy…Rudy…Rudy.
But wait a minute, there was still more than three quarters of the game to be played. Surely the mythical figure known as Favre would bestow upon us mere mortal yet more magic and touchdowns.
Brett Favre would not disappoint. In fact, he played an almost perfect game garnering a passing rating over 135 and compiled 271 yards passing on 31 attempts with 24 completions for a 77% completion rate and three touchdowns. Most assuredly this man called Brett Favre has sold his soul to the devil, or the Wilfs.
Although it appeared the Packers had quickly evaporated into smoke from the Favre fawnage, they came to play football. They came to extract their own pound or two of flesh, not just from Favre, but the entire team. The Packers had a chip on their shoulders the size of a wide screen TV from Sears.
Aaron Rodgers passed for 384 yards, completing 70% of his passes with two touchdowns and one interception. If not for the courage of the fearless crew and Jared Allen’s relentless pursuit, the outcome of the game could have been different.
The Packer run defense was also up to the task. They remembered the licking Peterson laid on them last year running wild for 190 yards. Tonight, they contained him to a paltry 55 yards on 25 carries for a 2.2 yard per carry average and stripped him of the football returning it for a TD. They also held rookie sensation Percy Harvin to modest numbers not letting him get into open space.
The Packers played with valor Monday night in the land of purple. Alas, the football Gods favored all things Favre that day but the rematch is just several weeks away and as Gordon Lightfoot once sang,
Superior, they say, never gives up her dead
When the gales of November come early.
On a side note. The Vikings won the game 30-23 putting them at 4-0 and atop their division and the Packers slipped to 2-2.
Next week… The trap game… The Rams…
LURKING ON THE GRASSY KNOLL