It's time for me to come clean.
I love Brett Farve. No, really. I have a super huge crush on the guy.
I'm really not a "crush" kinda of girl. I reserve that label for my sister who has had crushes on the following people (in no particular order):
Family legend has it that Yaso used to kiss the TV screen when Bob would come on the "Price is Right." Let's give her a little credit. Forty years ago the guy wasn't THAT bad looking.
Shaun Cassidy. Whoa. That was a big one. But, that was a big one for many girls.
Brian Sipe. For those of you outside of the Ohio area - Brian was quarterback for the Browns. She had lots of Brian posters... and she watched all the games.
Corey Hart. Another poster crush.
Michael Jackson. No she did not wear any sequenced gloves to school, but she did sleep with the album when she first got it. Like, the entire album... cover and all. In bed.
Duran Duran... another biggy. But I was older at that time so I don't remember any particularly funny stories about that crush.
I, on the other hand, had no crushes on people I would never meet. I preferred actual face-to-face relationships with people.
I never even noticed the guy when he was with the Packers. I sort of inherited Viking's fan-ship when I married Paul. So after 16 years of watching them, and even going to a handful of games, I learned to not like the Packers.
But then all of a sudden the veil of green and gold was lifted.... and there he was.
Damn. He is cute! Really really cute.
That southern drawl certainly doesn't hurt either.
He looks good in a football uniform. I don't think I noticed his backside when it was covered in gold...
He looks good out of a football uniform in his jeans and a tee.
While I am no football expert - he strikes me as a really good QB. He is fun to watch. He makes football fun to watch.
He likes slapping butts (also a nice touch)... and he has a great smile....
Which, if you hadn't noticed, he flashes a lot while he is playing football. The guy looks like he is having fun. That's appealing to me.
And even after that hard hit he took in last night's game that left him hobbling -- he winced... and then during another play... there he was again... smiling. At that moment, I think I fell in love all over again.
So this year - watching the Vikings was different for me. I had a vested interest.
I was rooting for more than just the Vikings.
I was rooting for the super cute, fun, talented, driven, competitive guy with the nice ass who showed a lot of people that you can still have it going on in your 40s.