Forget Favre

The big news today is that Brett Farve emerged from his Mississippi ranch and saw his shadow. Which means, of course, he gets to play quarterback again this season--this time for the Minnesota Vikings. Lucky them. This annual event, which is about as predictable and relevant as Groundhog's Day, is just silly. How long do football fans have to pretend to care about a washed-up quarterback who can't resist throwing into double coverage, and can't just leave well enough alone?  I don't care that he's coming back. I don't care that he's playing for Green Bay's division rival. I don't care that he won a Super Bowl 13 seasons ago. I simply don't care.

The only football I plan on watching this year is "Friday Night Lights," which kicks off its fourth season this October. 

(Thanks to B.A. for pointing out the image)