Brett Favre's car gets hit by a moose...

While Brett Favre is driving in northern Minnesota, his car was hit by a moose that had wandered away from Canada – it promptly apologized (as is the custom in Canada) as Brett Favre’s car swerved off the road and into a tree, killing Brett on impact.
When Brett reaches Heaven, he is greeted by God, who has a gigantic smile across his face, and says “Welcome to Heaven, Brett! This is your new home now, and there’s no time like the present to get used to it!” In utter disbelief at what is happening, Brett asks God “Heaven seems like a scary place because I’m so new… can you show me around?” God says “Actually, Brett, I have something to show you. Follow me!”
As the two are walking, Brett notices that Heaven is set up like a typical neighborhood: houses lined up along the road, white picket fences, and cul-de-sacs at the end of the streets. About halfway down the road, Brett sees a two-story house, decorated with everything related to the Green Bay Packers and the Minnesota Vikings – cheese in the front yard, green paint on the house, A FUCKING VIKING GUARDING HIS HOUSE – the works. Brett says to God “Is this all for me?” God says “Yep, I figured since you were such a prominent football player on these two teams during your life, and I felt that I needed to repay you once you got here.” Needless to say, Brett was flattered, and they continued to walk down the street.
Once they reached the end of the street, Brett saw the most magnificent house at the cul-de-sac. It was a three story mansion, decorated with everything from the Chicago Bears – the windows were covered in Bears flags, the multitude of garden gnomes were dressed in Chicago Bears uniforms, the infinity pool had the Bears logo on the floor. Not only that, but there was also a 1:1 football field in the back yard, perfect for practicing! Completely in awe at the sight of this house, Brett says to God “Wow, this is incredible! Since there is all of this Bears stuff, this has to be for Walter Payton, right?” God gives a little chuckle, and says “No, my son. That’s MY house.”