What improbable series of events leads one to the conclusion that reworking a Hannah Montana tune into a torch song for Brett Favre is a good idea? The young man loves Favre, and thus he chooses a precocious Disney Channel child star to speak for him. I am wracking my brain trying to figure out what it is I love so much that I would pay tribute in a similar manner.

The closest I come to this level of affection for anything might be for sweet tea and cornbread. I’m sure if my dad ever told me that sweet tea and cornbread and were dropping out, I would probably stu-stu-stutter too. But even then, I don’t know if I would use Miley Cyrus as the basis of a paean of my affinity. Maybe the Jonas Brothers though. They rock.