Third Time's A Charm

In December of 2006, I purchased 2 tickets to see Brett Favre play in the legendary Lambeau Field. After growing up idolizing #4, I was finally getting the chance to see him play live. Or so I thought. I couldn't find anyone to go to the game with me. And as a young female, I didn't think it was safe to drive from Kentucky to Green Bay and spend the day there by myself. I chickened out. Didn't go to the game. And tried to sell the tickets to no avail. So not only was I not going to see Favre play, I was also out 300 bucks. Oh yeah, and then the guy goes and announces he may retire. Talk about regret.

I still have those tickets to remind myself to just follow your dreams and have no regrets.

Well I was pleasantly surprised the next year when Favre came back. This time I was going no matter what. I ended up getting 2 tickets for the NFC Championship game. The weather was crazy. Just how it's supposed to be at the Frozen Tundra. I was beyond excited. The plan was to drive from Louisville to Richmond, KY on Thursday night to return to school. Friday I would be heading up to Green Bay. The game was scheduled for Saturday. Well lo and behold, I pull up in front of my dorm and proceed to get sick in my car. Food poisoning or 24 hour stomach virus. One of the two. Every time I even sat up in bed, I got sick. I could barely move. I'm sure you can guess, I didn't make it to that game. I wouldn't be leaving my room let alone heading off to Wisconsin. Instead I watched in agony, both physical and emotional, as the Packers lost to the New York Giants. And again, Favre announced his retirement.

And this time, it didn't seem like he would be coming back...

But he did. And as crazy as the whole fiasco was, I was happy. Because somehow I was given one more chance at seeing THE Brett Favre play. Although I would be seeing him in a different shade of green this year, it didn't matter. I grew to love the Packers by association. But suddenly I became a New York Jets fan.

On Sunday, November 23, I drove by myself to Nashville and watched Brett Favre and the Jets un-undefeat the Tennessee Titans. It was INCREDIBLE. I had endzone seats, 6th row. And as I made my way down to my seat, I saw that my seatmate would also be a hardcore Favre fan. Hm, in a stadium of 60,000+ Titans fans...I could not have asked for a better experience. I finally got to see the great Favre play, and made a new friend in the process. Just to see him play was an experience in itself, but the win made it so much sweeter. So this year I finally saw Beckham and Favre play. Life is so good!

So that's another item checked off the life to-do list! I pray to God I never get Alzheimers or some other ailment degrading my memory. Because the memories I made last Sunday...and continue to make in life...are remarkable. Dreams are coming true.

It took me a long time to finally see Favre play, and it didn't happen at all in the way I expected it. But it was definitely worth the wait. And we all know...third time's a charm.