Just like There Was Something About Mary, there is something about Europeans who wear Brett Favre jerseys and don't know how to pronounce his name.

Like this Irish dude we met.


"Do you know who that guy is, the one whose jersey you are wearing?" I asked him when we were waiting for a beer at the bar.

"The Green...Bay....Packers?" he answered hesitantly.

"Yeah, but the guy's name," I said.

"Oh, yeah. Favor."

If he had said, "Fav....ruh," I think I may have laughed harder than I did with Crazy Bernie.