Opinion & Analysis

 Brett Favre’s name is being dragged through the muck these days.  Surprisingly, it has little to do with his propensity to throw interceptions at the most inopportune times.

Nor does it have to do with yet another Hamlet-like waffling over his career options.

 Being well-rested from my vacation, I should be in a great mood.  

The fact that I didn’t return from the beach bearing any resemblance to a bronzed god, however, has given me a case of the grumps.

Mike Shanahan is my kind of guy.

That’s not entirely accurate, so let me restate.

Mike Shanahan is my kind of leader.

 I never thought I’d see the day.

By “the day,” I refer to a time when I lift pen to paper in defense of Roger Clemens.