Look closely at the life and times of the hard-living Southern
quarterback, and you can get all your labels out: redneck, hillbilly, hell-raiser. Brett Favre wore them all like officer's stripes, and tried his damnedest to live up to them. He did his part to feed the beast. After all, why fight fate? The lineage -- extending to Favre via Bobby Layne, Ken Stabler and Terry Bradshaw -- is almost too storied to oppose. Besides, there are worse ways to carve out a legend.
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