Why have we grown to despise him? Imagine you dated the same girl through high school and college. You've had some of the greatest memories in your life attached to this women, basically the only woman you've ever known in the biblical sense. As college draws to a close, you both start to grow apart and you realize that maybe it's time to separate for a bit, to pursue different things, and you never know for the future. The breakup is amicable, because you expect that she's felt as strongly about you as you do about her. You imagine she'll be on her own for quite some time, and then maybe you guys will hook up again down the road. Then you hear that she's "kinda seeing" some guy far away, but it's not that serious, just a fling, and it's like, "Okay, I can deal with that. We're not together anymore, and I've started dating around myself."
But then you walk in on her passionately getting the business on a quilt sewn by your grandmother from the dude who gave you a swirly in high school while Brad Childress sits in an arm chair in the corner nodding sternly and trimming his mustache. Wouldn't you absolutely despise this girl?
To clarify in this scenario: You are a Packers Fan, she is Brett Favre, the swirly dude is Adrian Peterson, your new girlfriend is Aaron Rodgers, and Brad Childress plays himself. Shannon Sharpe and his "insight" purposefully not included.

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I love that Brad Childress plays himself in this scenario. Also, when do "you" (the Packers fan) realize your new girlfriend, Aaron Rodgers, is a much better quarterback than your old one, or your new girlfriend also has a better arm, makes better decisions, and um, goes deep better and more often than your old one?
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