When two of the worst teams in football play each other, and no one cares, does it make a sound?

Probably not, and that’s why such a matchup would likely be scheduled in hangover buffer zone — 1 p.m. on Sunday — and would not appear on television outside of the local markets. It’s just not a “big game,” in any sense of the term.

Unless you are a Vikings fan or Brett Favre’s wife, who cares that Favre signed with Minnesota?

It’s been over a decade since we have seen the younger, more agile Favre lifting the Lombardi Trophy above his head.

I get it. The man has grit. He has charisma. Guess what? He also has gray hair, a beat-up arm and pretty soon, an AARP card.

I understand he won three Most Valuable Player awards and holds numerous records, including the most consecutive starts by a quarterback in the NFL, but he was not even the greatest quarterback of his generation. Favre’s best years were during the previous Democratic administration, and that was 12 years ago.