This Sporting Life: Viking Twilight
Empurpled by both the romance novel prose and the new Minnesota twilight, Brett Favre is still shocking. No one can get used to it, though we've been through it before, though we've been staring at him for years. The pale skin, the stubble, the cargo shorts. The never-dampened dive watch. The tattered cap. The indecision.
He is a perfect statue, carved in some unknown stone, smooth like marble, glittering like crystal.
Or maybe Crystal Light. ...
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