The End of an Era - Brett Favre

Here's how you know you're getting old: When you begin losing your hair, when your body creaks as you get out of bed, when your kids are embarrassed by you and when the athletes you looked up to for so long leave the games that they loved. Today Brett Favre retired. Today I feel old. Brett's rookie year was my junior year in college. I've always loved his passion for the game and his free-spirited nature. He was a cowboy. A gunslinger. He made the game fun for everyone who played with him and for everyone who watched him play. Now, those games are memories that will go straight to the Hall of Fame. But I think we can learn something about life from the way Brett played football. There was something about his free-spiritedness that was downright contagious. I mean, people wanted to be Brett Favre. This was a guy who left it all on the playing field. And as I creep up in age; as my daughter becomes old enough to be embarrassed by me and as my body continues to get creakier and creakier, I think I want to live life like Brett played. I want to live with zest, I want to live with passion, I want to love what I do, I want to do the best job I possibly can and I want to have fun!! In playing the way he did, Brett made his share of mistakes (during the 2005 and 2006 seasons, he threw a ton of interceptions) but he never would have become the player he was without taking those chances and having no regrets. I'm pretty sure that's the kind of life that God intended each one of us to live. So, let's do it! We'll fumble around, we'll make mistakes, but there's nothing like the feeling of walking away from something knowing that you've given your all. So, thanks Brett. Thanks for a great career. Thanks for helping us see life a little bit more clearly through the game that you loved so much. Thanks for the memories.

Peace,
Dan