The result when a professional athlete, well past his prime, returns from retirement, often to another team overly eager for identity with a superstar, just before the season starts and screws over the player who had earned a starting position, creates havoc for the coaching staff, acts like a perv, and then has a crappy season, but continues to play or announces he may still play with broken bones and greatly dimished skills.
Dude 1: "Man, our team is really sorry this year. That new QB with the rifle arm is on the bench, the head coach and OC got fired, and that old guy is trying to play with his leg, shoulder and head messed up. He's even under investigation for texting a picture of his junk to some bodacious babe."
Dude 2: "That is Favre'd up, dude!"
When a professional athlete or coach returns for another season, often with another organization, after announcing with great fanfare and emotion his retirement from the game. The return is often preceded by much media attention and speculation fed by the individual dropping broad hints about missing the game and being healthy again while shopping his talents/previous accomplishments/record to the highest bidder with the intent of winning just one more championship. Can be a multi-year phenomenon depending on the drive and/or greed of the individual.
An eerie and uneasy feeling of Déjà Favre-vu fell over the country when the once-great NFL quarterback announced his return to pro football, this time in the Arena Football League.