SIDELINE PATROL: Favre saga continues

Peter Silas Pasqua
Peter Silas Pasqua is the sports editor for the Gonzales Weekly Citizen. He can be reached at sports@weeklycitizen.com

Brett Favre is the greatest quarterback to ever put on a uniform. His stats speak for themselves and his good ole boy persona continues to be refreshing in what is known as the NFL. If I ever have a kid and name him Lil J.P. after my dad, I hope he grows up to be just like Favre.

Favre came out of retirement for the second time in as many years Tuesday signing a two-year, $25 million contract with the Minnesota Vikings.

Vikings’ head coach Brad Childress called Favre and asked him if he was willing to make a commitment to the team that he couldn’t three weeks ago. Less than 24 hours later, the legend was being escorted through St. Paul O.J.?Simpson-like and 90 minutes later he was practicing.

People in Green Bay quickly began setting fire to any and all No. 4 Packers’ jersey with Favre’s name on it because now the man who hunted the frozen tundra would be playing for their hated rival in his former house of horror, the Metrodome.

But seriously, it was the Packers’ organization who really started all this commotion by more or less forcing Favre to retire in the first place after he led them to the NFC?Championship.

Many are saying Favre’s ego has gotten the best of him but when you are in the limelight nearly most of your life it is hard to walk off into the sunset like Barry Sanders or Jim Brown and not inkle to return, especially when you know you can still do the job.

I don’t appreciate all the criticisms toward Farve. He is not the only professional athlete to come out of retirement or even the only player to come out of retirement multiple times. We all know about Michael Jordan and of course Roger Clemens retired annually throughout the past decade.

Bottom line, Favre was productive last year with the Jets before an injury and now in Minnesota, the Vikings are a better team and a definite Super Bowl contender and maybe the favorite with the likes of running back Adrian Peterson and a stout defense.

I spent four days and three nights in Grand Isle last week and confess it was worth it. My grandfather used to spend a week on the island every year and that is really all one needs.

There were blue crabs on the beach and all you needed was a net to catch lunch. No bait necessary.

And at the end of the fishing bridge from Bridgeside, white trout were attacking anything you dropped into the water, literally. I could have been fishing with roaches and still came home with 40.

Grand Isle may not be in the  Caribbean, Mediterranean or Indonesia but you can still pretend like you own it. Plus, there are adjacent islands right next door on both sides that are uninhabited and can make you  feel like you have really gotten away.