I've been cheated
...been mistreated. I feel jilted, wilted, sad, and mad. Heartbroken. Betrayed. I'm not pointing fingers -- I don't have enough to go around. It just stinks all over.
If I had a cheesehead, it would be swathed in black. As it is, I'm crying into my Brett Favre jersey. I am ill.
I have been a Green Bay Packers fan for... ever (even in the '80s). I've been a football fan for-almost-ever. Sometime in the last 16 years, I became a Brett Favre fan. He should have been nothing but a Green Bay Packer for... ever. He should never have retired.
It's all gone sour.
I don't think I can bear to watch. Any of it.
On the bright side, this could free up a lot of Sunday afternoons and Monday nights, and the occasional Thursday and sometimes Saturday. I may have to get my football fix watching the Badgers more diligently. Or find a different sport altogether.