The Real Reasons Behind Favre's Comeback

This post is half my fault, half Spencer Hall's ...

With the Jets getting crushed by the Chargers last night, and Brett Favre having a very Favre-ian performance by continuing to throw to the wrong jerseys, Tony Kornheiser brought up this question: Do you think Favre is second-guessing his decision to come back? What Kornheiser didn’t realize is that Favre didn’t come back to win football games. No sir, he had a laundry list of other reasons why he wanted to play in New York:

-- He wanted to see what this “traffic” stuff is. Continues to be baffled by the confused stares he gets while cruising down Broadway on his Kawasaki Brute Force digital fuel injected ATV with a 12-gauge buckshot slung around his back. Still has no idea what to do when a stoplight turns yellow.

-- It’s all part of a sinister plot by Jerry Reese to break Chad Pennington's hypnotic hold on the psyche of New Yorkers.

-- He wanted to show the skinny-jean wearing hipster hordes of Brooklyn the good ol' fashioned comfort of a good pair of Wrangler jeans by inviting them to a playful game of touch football.

-- He wanted an excuse to give his unnecessarily large collection of urban camo a try.

-- He was tired of the havoc all that cheese wreaked on his already surgically shortened intestine.

-- He heard NYC doesn't have a Bojangles, and thought this was just cotdamn tragic, if not completely impossible. He had to find out for himself how a city survives without chicken biscuits.

-- Always the risk-taker, he wanted the thrill of wearing white pants after Labor Day.

-- He wanted to reunite with his fellow needlepoint enthusiast Bubba Franks.

-- He wanted to further distance himself from the pack on the most passes intercepted all-time list, while at the same time fulfilling his goal of holding the single-season INT record of 42.

-- It was a lifelong dream of his to set up his tree stand by the turtle pond in Central Park and pick off rogue pigeons.

-- Wanted to take the Jets to the next level, demonstrate sound play and careful decision making along the way, elevate the team to a new plane of excellence, and then watch as an entirely different fanbase screams in agony as he throws five picks to kill them in a playoff game.

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