Yeah, I'm (asking) why me" Swayze, 56, told BarbaraWalters in an interview to be broadcast on ABC on Wednesday. Swayze, who was forced last month to deny tabloid storiesthat he was near death, told Walters that doctors diagnosedstage 4 pancreatic cancer last January, with the cancer havingalready spread to his liver. Swayze said his response was "Watch me! You watch what Ipull off." The actor and dancer underwent an aggressive course ofchemotherapy and treatment with an experimental drug. He thenstunned the industry by starting to film a new TV detectiveseries "The Beast" while undergoing chemotherapy and withouttaking pain-killers. "I think everybody thought I was out of my mind, you know,thinking I'm gonna pull off a TV show," he said of the 12-hourwork days, mostly in cold, Chicago night conditions. "When you're shooting you can't do drugs," Swayze said ofhis decision not to take pain-killers. 
"I can't do Hydrocodoneor Vicodin or these kinds of things that take the edge off ofit, 'cause it takes the edge off of your brain." In five months' filming, Swayze missed a day and a half ofwork "The Beast" starts airing on the A&E cable TV network onJan 15. Swayze is known around the world for his role as the danceinstructor in the 1987 coming of age movie "Dirty Dancing"which inspired hit stage shows in London, Australia and Canada.He went on to star with Demi Moore in 1990 film romance"Ghost." Married to wife Niemi for 33 years, Swayze said he wasstunned by the outpouring of love from fans since hisdiagnosis, although he does not want to be a poster-boy forliving with cancer. "I keep dreaming of a future, a future with a long andhealthy life, not lived in the shadow of cancer but in thelight," Swayze told Walters. "What winning is to me, is not giving up, is no matterwhat's thrown at me, I can take it. And I can keep going," hesaid.(Reporting by Jill Serjeant, Editing by Sandra Maler) Media. Above: Brett Favre - (Note: Favre is actually pronounced 'narcissistic asshole') December 22, 2009Minneapolis, MN - After a causally bizarre weekend of football which included the first loss of the season for the New Orleans, the Minnesota Vikings might have begun making a play for the top seed in the National Football Conference.

This potentiality was all but completely negated only 24 hours later when the Vikings dropped a close game to woeful Carolina Panthers. Moreover, a win for Minnesota would have created even more breathing room between the Vikings and the Green Bay Packers, who also lost on Sunday to the enigmatic 2009 Pittsburgh Steelers. When asked about his offenses sloppy performance on Sunday, Vikings quarterback, Mississippi folk hero, and the worldwide visage of Wrangler Denim, Brett Favre said the following: “I dunno. I just love to play football.” He went on to say, “maybe we should have slung the ball around a bit more I mean, darnit, I just love to sling the ball around. Like those adds I do on TV for those Dad-jeans, I’m just slinging the ball around with whoever I can find to sling it too. Man, let me tell you, if there’s a guy out there I don’t care where he’s hiding or how fast he’s running, I’ll find him and I’ll find a way to sling it out to ‘im. I guess that’s why they call me the gunslinger.”When an Associated Press reporter pointed out that Aaron Rogers, his Green Bay counterpart, and successor at the helm of his former team had himself “slung the ball around” to the tune nearly 400 yards for “like the bazillionth week in a row,” only to see his team lose in the final seconds by the statistically meaningless margin of a solitary point, Favre initially demurred to comment.
ME! That’s ME! I’m the damn gunslinger! I, Brett Favre, am the gunslinger, so that’s what you call me. I don’t care how many bajillions of yards that wuss throws for. What came next was perhaps one of the most remarkable exchanges in the history of live press conferences.“Ahh hell, can anyone give me the number to Rodgers’ cell” Favre asked the pool of correspondents. He then explained that he used to have it himself but that when he tries to call Rodgers that he gets “one of those weird disconnect-y messages with the funny, machine ladies voice” leading him to the conclusion that Rogers must have “changed his number or some shit like that, you know.” After a scrum of some ten minutes punctuated by much rustling of notebook pages and the clicking of fingers upon digital receivers, Rodgers’ number was eventually provided to Favre by the self-described ‘Vikes beat writer’ for the Land o’1000 Lakes Evening Gazette.“Since clearly, the discussion of my fitness to sling the ball cannot be determined on the field of play, and also, because of the ongoing intrigue between myself and certain persons in the Green Bay Packer organization, I am here to tell you (Favre paused to polish off a second ‘Silver Bullet’) – that the only way, in my mind, for reasonable men to resolve these issues is for Aaron Rodgers and I to fight in the round.