As such, we have to wonder: Is this all a negotiating ploy? Does Favre know in his heart that this will be his final season, his last chance to earn a huge payday (at least on the field)? Does he see the huge money being doled out to untested players -- $50 million guaranteed for Sam Bradford, just to name one -- and think he deserves a bigger piece? Could he be using the Vikings' desperation for a strong stadium push and a narrowing window of opportunity to win now as a cash grab?
Of course he could. Because while all professional athletes were competitors first, they also quickly became businessmen. If you're coming off an unbelievable season ... if you know your team is desperate to have you ... even if you are already under contract, you have leverage ... so why not try to get more?
Maybe that's not the case. Maybe it's a convenient by-product of this whole jumbled situation, and Favre really is set on calling it quits if his ankle doesn't respond the way he wants it to, no matter how much money he is leaving on the table. But after how well he played last season and how good this team can be with him this year, we just have a hard time believing he would. And we have an easier time believing this is less about a black and blue ankle and more about the green stuff that gets folded into a wallet. We'll know for sure if he walks into Winter Park in a few weeks with a bigger bulge in his back pocket.
Photos, by the way, detail the progression of our dad's money recovery effort from his dog's poop. The second picture is the final tally: $110 was salvaged in good enough shape for the bank to take it. "The teller didn't seem to think it was all that strange," our dad reports. So out of the whole ordeal, he only lost $10. And he has a story to tell forever.