Jeff George Memorial Least Of The Week, Week 17: Forgot to award this last week (it would have been DeSean Jackson, I assure you), but there’s no doubt who the biggest piece of cock jerky in the NFL was in Week 17, and for time eternal. It fucking Brittfar, who cost his team a playoff spot, cost his coach his job, announced to ESPN that he’d need a few weeks to make up his mind on retirement (and ESPN actually considered this news), and generally acted like the old preening media slut he always has been. FUCK YOU BRETT FAVRE. I LITERALLY HATE YOUR GUTS. I HATE YOUR SPLEEN, YOUR PANCREAS, AND YOUR GALL BLADDER. I HOPE YOU GET KIDNEY STONES THE SIZE OF FUCKING GIBRALTAR. DIE. (Honorable mention to wideout Roy Williams, who played on an 0-16 team and shortarmed everything for Dallas during their collapse. If Roy Williams were to drown in pig blood, I would not be sad. Muhammad Ali could run more precise routes.)