There’s a young fellow in Mississippi with the last name Favre, and he’s setting high school football records.

Meet Dylan Favre, the nephew of you-know-who. And in the mold of his Hall of Fame lock-of-an-uncle (see a photo of the two on Dylan’s Myspace, which clumsily includes photos of his high school buddies drinking), this Favre is undersized (5-foot-10, 180 pounds) and under-recruited (the junior only has standard-issue letters from Ole Miss, Southern Miss, UCLA and Notre Dame, but no offers).

He’s got moxie (eight rushing TDs!) to go with his state-record 43 TD passes in a season. And opponents want to crush him because of his last name.

Because of his last name, comparisons to his uncle follow Favre around the clock. Few newspaper articles are written without mentioning Favre’s bloodlines (his father, like Brett, played quarterback at Hancock North Central under their father, the late Irvin Favre). And the opposition usually is hungry to “knock me out,” the low-key Favre said. “Expectations,” he said, “are high.”

How long before ESPN dispatches Mississippian Wright Thompson to profile young Favre? If you’re Charlie Weis, why haven’t you offered this kid a scholarship? You get a significant PR boost, you can give Brett Favre tickets to every home game, and you’ve got a kid who maybe comes in for a few plays a game to change things up with the Wildcat, or turns into a hard-hitting safety/special teamer whom everybody roots for.

If you’re little Favre, the choice is easy: You go to party at Ole Miss and enjoy the co-eds in Oxford.

Younger Favre sets Mississippi state record (Rivals)