My dad is a world famous Super Bowl Quarterback.  His name is Brett Favre.  A lot of people like to make fun of my dad for all sorts of reasons.  They like to make fun of the way he spells his name because it doesn’t look like it sounds.  They also like to make fun of him for being a good football player.  But my dad is more than a good football player with a funny spelled name.  He is a Super Bowl Quarterback and he is the best that has ever played the game of football.  According to the Internet he has a lot of records including consecutive starts by a quaterback, career touchdowns, career interceptions, career playoff interceptions, and career playoff losses.  Those are a lot of records that might never be broken.  And this is one of the reason my dad Brett Favre is my hero.

For most of his career, he played for a team in Wisconsin called the Green Bay Packers.  They like lots of cheese and beer in Green Bay, Wisconsin.  They also liked my dad a lot when he was playing there.  I was really little when he played for them for most of the time, but when I got older I learned from him about how good he was.  He won a Super Bowl with the Green Bay Packers when I was not even one year old, and this year he will win another one.  And maybe he can win more!  Heroes like my dad like to win lots of things like Super Bowls because that is what heroes should do.

Last year my dad played for the New York Jets.  They were not a good team according to my dad, but my dad helped them try to win a Super Bowl.  My dad tries really hard when he goes out on the field of battle.  Sometimes I have to watch between my fingers when he throws the ball because it’s so scary watching him play!  He likes to run around and make people miss him and then he throws the ball a long way.  Sometimes he has to get up and tackle people on the other team because they catch his ball which they shouldn’t do.  That’s also pretty scary!  A lot of people want to hurt my dad, because that is how you play football and win the Super Bowl.  When I get upset because people pick on me or I do bad on a math test my dad tells me that this is the way the world works and I need to pretend like it’s 4th down and the whole game is on the line and I need to air it out down field.  I’m not sure what this means but I know it’s really important.  This is one of the many important things my dad has taught me.

And now this year my dad will win a Super Bowl for the Minnesota Vikings.  I like their uniform the best out of all the uniforms I saw my dad in because I don’t like green too much.  Purple is a fun color because that is the color of grape popsicles and dried bird doo-doo.   I heard from some people that my dad once played for that team in Atlanta that had the guy that killed all the dogs who went to jail.  But he left there without winning a Super Bowl which is OK with me.  I don’t want my dad to win anything for a team that likes dog killers.  I don’t understand how you can want to kill a dog!  They’re so cute and furry!

Something else I like about my dad is that he likes to have fun.  When we play around in our ranch in Mississippi he likes to throw balls and roll around in the dirt and do lots of fun things.  One time his friend Peter King of Sports Illustrated was at the ranch and they were having fun together.  Peter King likes to give me copies of his books that he wrote when he comes over.  One of these days I’ll read them when I’m old enough!  Peter King and my dad usually go out to play some golf or hunt then when they get back my dad gave Peter King a noogie and a purple nurple!  See I told you purple was a fun color!  Then they laugh about it and had some beers afterwards.  I like giving my dad purple nurples and wet willies but he doesn’t do that to me because I’m a girl.

Finally I am happy that my dad is going back to win a Super Bowl but I was not crying like my dad said I was. What really happened is that my dad was planning on coming back the whole time everyone said he was retiring because of his shoulder.  And he told me that he was going to play a trick on everyone and tell them that it was my idea because it would be fun and he could get out of going to camp.  It would be like a big purple nurple to the world he said and I said OK.  I understand that.  I don’t like camp much either.  It’s always wet and cold and you have to sleep in a tent in a sleeping bag.  Tents are gross.

Sometimes my dad says it’s OK to lie about things when it makes other people happy.  And I actually lied a little too with my dad because even though Brett Favre is my dad and I love him I like it when my dad isn’t around all the time.  I get to watch Spongebob and iCarly on the TV because my dad isn’t around watching the NFL channel or ESPN or Spike.  And I get to call my friends on the phone because my dad isn’t hogging the phone talking to his friends like Peter King of Sports Illustrated about the Super Bowl and football.  And I can get my homework done without my dad wanting to play Nerf catch or XBox football all the time.  But I still love my dad because he’s my dad.  And that is why he is my hero.  Yay Dad!

Breleigh Favre is ten years old.  Her favorite football play is the one where you throw while falling down and the ball goes to the opposite side of the field and everyone on both teams try to catch it.