We’ve all heard by now. Brett Favre is meeting at an undisclosed location in Mississippi to talk to Brad Childress about supplanting The Sage as the quarterback of the Vikings. Minnesota would probably instantly become the favorites in the division despite Favre meaning bucketloads of pick sixes and the occassional deep ball that everyone (including the linemen) think is a handoff to AP.

The stint with the Jets did a number to Favre’s immaculate legacy. This would absolutely drag it through a muddy, murky, pit of hippo flop. People don’t understand the magnitude of this, of what Packers fans must be feeling to see their favorite son potentially headed to a division rival. So here are a few regional examples to give you an idea, no matter where you are:

Baltimore: Cal Ripken Jr. announces a lifelong dream to pitch for the New York Yankees and is revealed to be lactose intolerant.

Boston: Larry Bird joins the Lakers and is caught making out with Pat Riley when the Heat come to town.

Cleveland: Randy Lerner moves the second incarnation of the Browns to Pittsburgh, where they are put to work as Lemon Chill vendors.

Detroit: Steve Yzerman makes a comeback with the Colorado Avalanche, announcing he faked his knee injury so he wouldn’t have to drive a Focus.

France: Charles De Gaulle comes back from the dead to compete on Britain’s Got Talent (the dude can juggle); also says the Brits have better wine and that smoking is bad for you.

Los Angeles: Fernando Valenzuela making a comeback selling plastic potpourri emiting pies. You’d be angry, LA.

New York: Lawrence Taylor admitting he never used crack. Not once.

Pittsburgh: Willie Stargell revealing he had a vagina.

Seattle: Two strong franchises melting down into mediocrity and the most beloved one leaving for Oklahoma. Wait…

Washington: The Hogs were actually banging the Hogettes…and wearing Dallas jerseys as they did.