The old time BC readers used to love a solid Brett Favre blog post. I’m sure the newer readers won’t understand the fascination because the new readers seem to want to bitch about everything. “Who gives a shit that Favre was in Punta Cana?” It’s like these idiots forget what we do on the Internet. Look, folks, this is what we do. Don’t like it? I’m sure there’s some really sporty sports blog you can go read. Meanwhile, we’ll be over here doing what we’ve been doing for nearly 10 years.
Anyway, Favre was at the Hard Rock Punta Cana over the weekend looking burnt to a crisp. It seems like he was hired to hang with fans for the Super Bowl. You know how these things go: Jock gets a call, a cash offer to hang in paradise, shake a few hands, sign some photos, sit at the pool for a couple promo shots and that’s it. You’re out the morning after on a private jet and back to the daily life.
How do I know Brett Favre is totally secure with his sobriety and being faithful to Mrs. Favre? He can actually go to the Hard Rock & not go off the rails. I wasn’t aware of that place. Looks incredible.
Looking absolutely shredded:
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