My pal Bryan Broaddus served as the college scouting administrator for the Packers from 1992 to '96, and like most people in the organization, he walked away with some great Brett Favre stories.

Bryan says that Favre and backup Jim McMahon spent the moments before Super Bowl XXXI firing footballs at nameplates in the locker room. They were sitting in front of their lockers hurling passes across the room while skill players attempted to duck out of the way.

"McMahon was just trying to keep everyone loose," Bryan said. "But then it became a big competition and Brett was raring back throwing as hard as he could. When Mike [Holmgren] walked in, everyone was just froze."

Bryan also remembers McMahon paying clubhouse attendants to pick up food when the Packers were on the road.

"Marty Mornhinweg or whoever would be making halftime adjustments, and Brett would be over there eating a shrimp po'boy. And if we were in Chicago, he and McMahon usually had a hot dog."

The last story he told me was one I'd heard before. The Packers were hosting the Raiders in the early 1990s, and the weather was awful. Holmgren was on the sideline pounding on Favre's shoulder pads in an attempt to drive home a point, but his young quarterback just kept staring at him. After a minute or so passed, Holmgren snarled, "What the hell are you looking at?"

"Mike, you should see all the [expletive] in your mustache right now," Favre deadpanned before turning to jog back onto the field.

And I think that's what we'll miss the most about Favre. Beyond all the ridiculous numbers he put up, Favre simply knew how to have fun.