As long as you're in the neighborhood....

( I admit, this one is tasteless, but I'm rolling with it anyway.)

Brett Favre's wife recently had a lumpectomy to remove a malignant tumor from her breast.

Story Here.

JFK2, aka: The Almighty Healer of the Lame" (Or is that the Almighty Lame Healer? I don't know), is in Green Bay today. Why didn't the Favre's just ask his imperialisticness to lay on hands and cure her like he would've done for Superman?