Brett-Fav-retire?

If he wants to come back, he should, even if it means putting on another jersey. It would be sad to see him wearing anything other than Green and Gold. And, much like Emmitt Smith’s failed campaign out in the desert, this may only tarnish the good memories the game gave to him. But, what else do these guys have to do?

If you think about it, 40-something is very very young to talk about retiring. Your day-to-day life would go from “I’m the center of attention” to “no one talks about me anymore, and no one gives a shit.” It must be hard.

Still, if it were me, I’d want to go out on top, although he did throw the game/season losing interception last year in the playoffs. Still, it was quite a final season. He had an amazing career, and we all thank him for the memories. Maybe we’ll see Favre create some good memories next year– maybe not.

Steve Pelluer

Growing up as a Cowboys fan, no one ever said, “I want to be #16 because that’s Steve Pelluer’s number.” A third stringer at heart, Pelluer lucked into a game in 1985, when he stepped into a game against the NY Giants (somehow, equally spare second stringer, Gary Hogeboom was injured). Luckily he pulled off a win, and the Cowboys clinched the NFC east title that year. The next year, spare Hogeboom was traded and Pelluer became the default backup. Danny White could never string together more than a few games of being healthy, so Pelluer saw a lot of playing time. His most redeeming career note is that he was the final quarterback to start and win under Tom Landry (final season in 1988 3-13?).

Big John

This wild stallion created his best work in 1987, in his stellar supporting role as Big John in the motion picture, “Can’t Buy Me Love.”

Perhaps his best moment was when he stealthfully passed some enormously rotten gas on Ronald McDonald Miller, while he was hiding in his dad’s Tic-Tac-Tile-mobile.

The classic theatrical football goon, Big John filled the role that all 80’s movies needed: The token Jock.

I’m not sure if he ever acted again after this. Kudos, Big John– way to go out on top.

Lucas Bligh

Always thought of as an outcast, and having only band-dorks as friends, this young man thought to take his life in a different direction. He decided to join the football squad, at great peril to himself, to get the attention of the kinda-hot-in-a-6th-grader-sort-of-way cheerleader. Defying all the odds, and his nerd-hating coach (and the rest of the goons on the football team except Charlie Sheen), he actually scored some playing time in a game.

Much to our delight, he didn’t get the girl, he didn’t make the catch, and he got pummeled mercilessly. But let us not forget the great, everlasting contribution he DID make: He was awarded the first ever slow-clap (I can’t remember one before 1986) outside his locker the next day at school. Thank you Lucas Bligh.

Kurt Rambis

Kurt Rambis (aka: The Rambinator) is a classic. This guy is the ultimate spare, underdog, unsung anti-hero of them all. Awkward, white, lanky and sporting coke-bottle glasses, The Rambinator is the inspiration, and thus the flagship entry for unsungPlayers.com.