If I had just one wish…well, I’d probably have to use it for world peace so I wouldn’t look like a selfish jerk. However, if I had more wishes I think that at least one of them would involve the Minnesota Vikings finally winning the Super Bowl.
My team has not even been to the Super Bowl since the year before I was born and I think it is about time for them to make another appearance at the biggest football game of the year. Winning the biggest game of the year would be even better. I realize that I am but a lowly fan and not a great football mind, but I can’t help think that making a championship run once every three decades isn’t asking too much of my team. Especially when everyone from the fans to the analysts to the players to the towel boys seems to think this will be the year.
I don’t like joining bandwagons or counting my team’s championships before they have been won, but I’m going to try to push that tiresome commonsense aside and enjoy the moment. And really, why not? As it is, I have been keeping a sharp look-out for low-flying pigs since August 18 when Brett Favre signed with the Minnesota Vikings.
For as much as it was bandied about and speculated, it still caught me by surprise when the long-time Green Bay Packers quarterback showed up at Winter Park and put on a purple helmet. Seeing his iconic number 4 on a Vikings jersey with “Favre” in big, block letters across the shoulders still makes me twitch a bit, kind of like Herbert Lom’s Chief Inspector Dreyfus in the original Pink Panther movies.
But, my twitchiness aside, with the pivotal signing of Brett Favre at quarterback it seems like the pieces of the team puzzle are in place for the Minnesota Vikings to have a good season. The Vikings defense was pretty solid even before last year’s signing of Jared Allen. And having a healthy E.J. Henderson added back to the defensive mix along with the resigning of Antoine Winfield and drafting Asher Allen should complicate play-calling for even the savviest of offensive coordinators. All that was really missing was an offense that stayed on the field long enough to give the defense a breather.
Now, we seem to have it. Favre has vast experience playing west coast style offense like the Vikings play. Even if his arm doesn’t have the zip on it that it had when he won his last Super Bowl, he has an ideal choice of on-field weapons. Hand the ball to Adrian Peterson and Chester Taylor, short pass to Visanthe Shiancoe and Percy Harvin, or, if Favre’s arm is feeling frisky, loft it out to Bernard Berrian and Sidney Rice. With that embarrassment of riches for Favre to choose from on offense, there is a good chance that Pat Williams won’t have to suck oxygen on the sidelines nearly as much this year.
I realize that it is entirely possible that this season of Vikings football won’t live up to the hype. Come January I might be burning candles around a makeshift shrine of purple Favre jerseys while I sit in the dark listening to the BeeGees sing about how a love so right turned out to be so wrong. But for this brief moment I’m just going to enjoy the thoughts of the championship that might be. Why shouldn’t I have a good feeling about it? I just ducked another low-flying pig.
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