By Adam Hart
Wicked Good Sports is often bombarded with Letters to the Editor. So often, in fact, that these letters are rarely read, except when providing an escape during staff meetings.
The following is a letter written by a nearsighted American who lost her glasses and unwittingly owns a television stuck on mute and ESPN. Normally, this letter would be ridiculed and tossed in the trash along with candy wrappers and used paper plates -- yes, even the candy wrappers are ridiculed. But hers is an underrepresented group in today's society, and that's just really sad.
For the love of the game
I am saddened by the passing of Brett Favre.
The hours and hours of highlights broadcast on television have brought comfort, knowing his contributions to American society were many in number and high enough in importance to merit such television coverage. No matter which channel I select, Brett Favre is there.
Countless people have stood up on television to eulogize him, and they all are very nicely dressed. Though doubtful, one can only hope they emphasize the amount of fun he had playing football, and steer clear of the scandals. My grandchildren have informed me sending pictures is his latest faux pas; guess that's why they no longer send me their school photos.
Regardless of how inappropriate it is to mail a photograph to another, scandals have no place in a time of mourning. The human soul requires time to heal, and picking at old wounds is counterproductive.
So let us join forces with the television and broadcast our appreciation for Brett Favre. We may not have the massive amounts of footage -- if it weren't for how many years he played, I'd say he posed for the camera after every play -- but we have our memories. And our credit cards.
"For the love of the game," indeed.
Post Script: I also express sympathy to the family of that baseball player who died. His highlights shared the broadcast with Favre, an honor his family must hold dear.
If they awarded a Pulitzer Prize for Letters to the Editor, that'd be Top 5 easy.