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One more reason to hope NFL lockout ends tomorrow

You may be rooting for the lockout to end by tomorrow because July 20 is the official date when players would have started reporting for training camp, but there’s another good reason to hope that the NFL and NFLPA finally come to an agreement on Wednesday.

Free wings.

Buffalo Wild Wings has promised that if the NFL lockout ends on or before July 20, they’ll celebrate by giving away six free wings to everyone in America who signs BWW’s “Save our Season” petition on Facebook. Since the Facebook tab was not loading properly for me, you might have better luck finding the petition here on the Buffalo Wild Wings site.

Yes, this isn’t going to help you in your fantasy football drafts (or will it?), but this provider of fine winged products has been pretty good to the fantasy football community lately. The least we can do is enjoy some free wings if, in fact, their efforts pay off.

Apparently, Buffalo Wild Wings has sent letters to both the NFL and NFLPA, as a representative of sports fans around the country, to plea that a deal be struck so everyone can enjoy some free wings. And they’ve even been so bold as to invite Commissioner Roger Goodell and DeMaurice Smith to wrap up negotiations over beer and wings.

So if the deal gets done before July 20, I guess we’ll see the real power that BWW has over the NFL…or at least enjoy some wings.

Buffalo Wild Wings Save Our Season Sign

Brett Favre made me do it

I told myself I wasn’t going to do this.

After the Saints won the Super Bowl, I wanted to take a little more time off than usual from blogging this offseason. So I decided to wait until Brett Favre had officially let his inner child back out of the bag and committed to one more season with the Vikings before I got back on the horse. Easy, right?

Sure, I caved right around the draft for a bit, but I held strong. I wanted to ramp up right after Old Man Winter let the news slip. Surely, he can’t drive us insane all offseason again.

Don’t get me wrong. It’s not like Favre’s presence in the NFL shakes up my rankings or my draft strategy. It doesn’t. It’s safe to assume he should be ranked, and I wouldn’t want to draft him for any of my teams no matter how good — or old — he looks on paper. I just thought it’d be nice to know that it was settled…that the Favre mess that happens every offseason was out of the picture.

I didn’t make it…and I’m blaming Favre.

It’s not like it’s a secret. Was that ankle injury really enough to end his career? No. We know it. He knows it. We all suspect he’s milking this injury for all that it’s worth so that he can stay out of training camp.

Favre’s turned into your grandpa who always moans and groans about  his war wound…or his erectile dysfunction. Oh, it’ll never be the same. That’s life, pops. You play football. Talk to grandma or a medical professional about that. Let’s move on.

We all know Favre gets a special childlike pleasure out of beating the Green Bay Packers every year — so much so that he’d probably play for the Detroit Lions on one good leg as long as he got to see the Packers twice a season. There’s no way he’s going to leave  unfinished business on the table, especially after tasting the playoffs last season.

So I beg of you, Mr. Fav-rah, suck it up. The rest of your team is   fighting for a roster spot or coming to terms with your last-minute airdrop on the Vikings a year ago. Just stop practicing with high school kids in your Wranglers and commit already. Go to camp. I’m sure you can get out of the drills you don’t want to do or even sit camp out altogether. You’re an “exception” on your team.

Maybe you need your  own ESPN primetime special to talk through the decision. That’s never blown up in anyone’s face.

Regardless, you won’t stop. You can’t. We know it. You’re all about the football. You’re addicted to this stuff.

But…I guess I’m the one who’s truly addicted here. I couldn’t wait it out with you. This blogging thing is half of what I live for every NFL season. Hell, I’d blog for the Detroit Lions with one leg as long as I get to keep going. So you win this one.

Here we go. 2010. Buckle up. (I always wanted to say that at some pivotal moment. “Buckle up.” Typing it…not so much the same.)