After our main man, Aaron Rodgers went down last week with a fractured collarbone and we ended up falling to our arch nemesis, the Chicago Bears, things looked grim. Sure, we had always wondered what would happen if we lost A-Rod, if we would be able to win without him at the helm, but I think it's safe to say that none of us wanted to actually test that theory out.
But Heaven help me if watching the game against the Eagles today wasn't one of the most painful football games I have ever watched. Literally.
As our guys started dropping like flies, including our backup QB, that "Keep Calm and Packer On" mentality became increasingly more difficult.
But when a blown call by the refs nullified a fumble recovery returned for a touchdown that may have been the turning point we needed, I had to leave the room. I cut myself a slice of birthday cake and grabbed the bottle of wine out of the fridge. Upon further review, I put the wine back and added some M&Ms to the cake plate.
I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't spend one more moment listening to Troy Aikman saying things like, "The Eagles are just running it down the Packers throats" now or "And now Nick Perry is down on the field."
I put the TV on mute and tried to blog.
But I couldn't because all I could think about was the game. Because that's what real Packers fans are like, folks. It gets in us. It becomes part of who we are. I mean, why the heck else would we wear giant foam hats shaped like wedges of cheese? We're a crazy crew, to be sure.
I tried to blog about something upbeat and light for you to find on your Monday morning, but instead I wrote this. The Packers have a difficult time ahead of them, but they can rest assured that Packer Nation is behind them through thick and thin.
Then I found out that the Lions beat the Bears and are now in sole possession of first place in the NFC North.
I went back for the wine.