ENUFF A'REDDY

I’m SO done with people congratulating athletes for performing into their 30s. Seriously? The latest is Brett Favre. I get it, you’re old(er). It would be one thing if you had a real job and had to fit being “fit” in . . . where you felt the same average stresses regular people feel. Maybe we don’t take the hits you do . . . BUT YOU EXERCISE FOR A LIVING!!! We wouldn’t congratulate a 90-year-old for being a shoe salesman? Why are we so pumped on “you” for playing football? Your life revolves around training, therefore your body has become the supreme template for your particular activity . . . you don’t see a novice busting a triathlon? Listen, I get that youth helps muscle alertness, recovery and ECT, but the freakin guy is 38 . . . palease. And what ever happened to “man-strength”? Shouldn’t he be tougher than everyone else on the field anyway? Cause he has man-strength?

I’m gonna be 30 in less than 6 months . . .