Maybe it's time

I wish I knew what was going through Brett Favre's head, but the events of the last 24 hours were just plain stupid. If he still did not know what his decision was last night, he should have let the press know in advance that he would not be announcing a decision. His personal assistant should not have been saying anything about the possibility of a decision being made, or there being a scoop to be had by being at the press conference.

Favre's golden reputation has started to tarnish in the last week. As much as I dislike Mark Chmura, Brett is starting to look selfish. His comment this week about deadlines, "what are they going to do, cut me?" went a long way to casting things in a different light. He was dead right with the comment, but it was drippinging in arrogance. Two years ago, Favre would have been entitled to that arrogance. For the last two seasons, though, Brett has occasionally shown a lack of fire in his belly. They have been little things that usually involve him not taking a hit in short yardage situtations, and it was most notable in the Minnesota playoff game last year when instead of going for the goal line in an attempt to score or get a first down, an opportunity that was there, he threw the ball from beyond the line of scrimmage to kill the play. Maybe last year he tried to get it all back together again with his preseason program, but the losing seemed to have gotten to him early and mentally he seemed to go into a slow downward spiral.

If Favre can't make up his mind after this much time has passed since the end of the season, I don't think he'll have the fire and competitive spirit to be the Brett Favre that we remember. In fact, I don't think we'll see a much better performance from him than we did last year. I'd like to see Brett retire with some of the records he deserves, but I don't want to watch him have a year that would've been subpar for Lynn Dickey in an effort to do it. I'd much rather see the Packers get on with their future now rather than dwell on there past for one more year. Maybe it is time, as much as I don't like it.