If you were to take a quick glance at ESPN, you might think that Tom Brady and his 38 touchdown passes is the MVP of the NFL. Wrong. Maybe, Randy Moss? Or Tony Romo? Or even Ben Roethlisberger? Those are all valid choices, yet all terribly wrong. With all of the records being broken and the hype around a perfect season, one name sticks out: Brett Favre.
Favre this season has resurrected. He's playing his best ball since his three-time MVP seasons in 1995-1997. Favre has his beloved Green Bay Packers looking like Lombardi's Packers. Without a doubt, if Favre wasn't on the Packers, if he would have decided to call-it-quits in the off-season and not keep all the nation impatiently waiting, the Packers would not be atop the NFC North.
The crazy thing is: nothing has changed about Favre. He's still that loose, reckless cannon that torched defenses ever since he has been in the league. Yes, Peyton Manning may be the best "General" on the field or Brady may be able to make the "toughest" throws, but Favre does something that neither of them do. Favre, all by his lonesome, takes a sub-par team with a decent defense and creates a Super Bowl contender. If that's not valuable, then I don't know what is.
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