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Favre Tempts Football Gods, and CBS too

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Chet Coppock

Legitimate Chicago broadcast legend and the pioneer of sports talk radio. Also teaches courses in humility.

For openers, shame on Brett Favre.  Shame on the Minnesota Vikings. What's my beef? The Vikes busted the NFL's unwritten code Sunday -- big time -- in their cakewalk over Wade Phillips and Dallas. A code that reads, "You can kick my tail, but don't run it up on me."
 
So with that in mind, can someone explain the following to me? Why did Brad Childress have Favre on the field with under 2:00 to play?  That's point number one; Brett is the main event. Point number two, why did Favre feel the need to go deep, to make that vertical TD toss to Visanthe Shiancoe?

It was cheap and it was classless. The toss elevated the Vikings' lead and final score from 27-3 to 34-3. All the extra seven points will really do is make the offseason that much more unbearable for Wade Phillips and Tony Romo.
 
I admire Brett Favre to the nth degree, but he knows better. He's too smart not to know he was wrong.  Perhaps that's why he was signing "Pants on the Ground" shortly after the game in the locker room.
 
Ok, you're CBS.  Tell me you wouldn't kill to have Favre in the Super Bowl, head-to-head versus Peyton Manning?  That's Ali-Frazier.  The New York Yankees versus the Boston Red Sox.  Hulk Hogan versus The Iron Sheik!
 
Now think bigger. Suppose the Colts gets knocked off by Rex Ryan and the Jets. Hey, stranger things have happened. We have people in Chicago who still think Mayor Daley is on the level.
 
Ryan is absolutely loveable. He's an overgrown "Joe every man" who looks like he should be tending bar at your local shot and beer joint in Bridgeport. If Rex makes the trip to Miami, he brings the nation's number one TV market and a week of engaging quotes for a media that invariably has nothing of substance to write or talk about after the Wednesday before kickoff.
 
Different ballpark. Have you heard of a precocious youngster in Highland Park named Jason Brown? Keep you eyes on young Mr. Brown. While the Cubs were spewing their traditional waves of false hope over the weekend, Jason was winning gold in the 2010 Junior Men's Figure Skating Championships in Spokane, Washington.
 
It's a long shot that Jason lands a ticket to represent the United States in Vancouver.  But I won't be a bit surprised if Brown's turning triple axles in the 2014 Games of Winter.
 
Truthfully, here's what I admire about Jason's story,. His parents haven't flipped out. They haven't hired a tutor so their prodigy can spend eight hours day beating himself up. Brown is just a regular, every day student at Highland Park High School.
 
Back to football. Who doesn't feel sorry for the family of Gaines Adams? His death at 26 is beyond a tragedy.  However, there is an element go Adams' passing that just infuriates me. Is it necessary for the pen and mike club to scream every time an athlete dies, "that this shows us how unimportant the games really are." or another favorite, "this puts sports in their proper perspective." It is so predictable and so completely unnecessary.
 
If a Buick salesman dies, do we say, "this shows how unimportant the assembly line in Detroit really is." Get my drift?  Gaines Adams wasn't Reggie White, but I dare say if he could speak to us now, he would tell us that he was a first round draft pick who worked all his life to reach the NFL.
 
ESPN's pregame show has one massive, 24-karat gold failing. Chris Berman and friends have no clue how to use the energy, funk personality of Michael Keller Ditka. Why do I want to hear Keyshawn Johnson barking sweet nothings when I can listen to Ditka?
 
Mike should walk when the season ends. You know he doesn't need the cabbage. And I would dare say Ditka can live without weekly flights to Hartford followed by the limousine ride to Bristol.
 
Closers: Mike "Doc" Emrick is the greatest hockey announcer i have ever heard. His magnificent play-by-play of the Sunday overtime and shootout at Joe Louis Arena between the Hawks and Red Wings was scintillating, a text book for would-be hockey announcers.
 
Why does Jarrett Payton feel the urge to play for the minor league Chicago Slaughter? Jarrett is no longer Walter's little boy. He is 29 years old and no doubt knows his legs don't have the burst they had eight years ago. Somehow, Walter Payton's only son playing in a league with cab drivers just seems all wrong.
 
Chet Coppock's podcasts featuring Denny McClain, Lester Munson and Geoff Pinkus may be heard on Itunes or via his website www.chetcoppock.com.

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