WIPatriots
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Fans,
There is nothing in the most frigid, icy hell like living in Wisconsin during the "Year of the Holy Favre!" They worship this man like no other deity. I swear, whatever man love you have for Brady is but a mole hill compared to devotion these people have for Favre. Half the kindergarteners in my town are called Brett, be they boys or girls.
This season is hard to bear for a Patriots fan. The radio shows are clogged with callers saying that the Holy Father should be this years NFL MVP because "he is more important to his team than anyone else." (Gag!) Since the Packers are not scheduled to play the elite teams in the AFC, the Packer faithful have donned their "ghost shirts" to say that they are the only NFL team that can beat the Patriots or Indy in the Super Bowl eventhough any one with any common sense can see that GB with all its youth is probably the one team the Pats would love to see in the SB.
Like BB, I just smile and nod, tell them that they have a great team. Yet, inside, I am exploding because I've seen them play and I know that just about any team in the NFC Playoffs could come to Lambeau and beat them.
They have had a wonderful ride, no doubt, and Favre has played well and in control, but I am getting sick of all the slobber. To me, they are just another version of the 2006 Bears, another NFC team that rises to top of the NFC urine foam.
Worst of all, I am married to Wisconsin native (family has season tickets) who has joined the "Hate" bandwagon ("Cheaters" "Lucky Pats" "Gonna Lose") and there is nothing in the world I want more than to have the Patriots get to the Super Bowl and BEAT THE TAR out of the Packers. (I need revenge for the last Super Bowl loss to the Pack.) I want this in the worst way, but I know this is not healthy.
Somebody reassure me that the Patriots will get to the big game. And if so, reassure me that the Packers will not get there or else my marriage is going down the NFC...er, I mean toilet.
Please!!! Please, I beg you. I am going nuts here.
There is nothing in the most frigid, icy hell like living in Wisconsin during the "Year of the Holy Favre!" They worship this man like no other deity. I swear, whatever man love you have for Brady is but a mole hill compared to devotion these people have for Favre. Half the kindergarteners in my town are called Brett, be they boys or girls.
This season is hard to bear for a Patriots fan. The radio shows are clogged with callers saying that the Holy Father should be this years NFL MVP because "he is more important to his team than anyone else." (Gag!) Since the Packers are not scheduled to play the elite teams in the AFC, the Packer faithful have donned their "ghost shirts" to say that they are the only NFL team that can beat the Patriots or Indy in the Super Bowl eventhough any one with any common sense can see that GB with all its youth is probably the one team the Pats would love to see in the SB.
Like BB, I just smile and nod, tell them that they have a great team. Yet, inside, I am exploding because I've seen them play and I know that just about any team in the NFC Playoffs could come to Lambeau and beat them.
They have had a wonderful ride, no doubt, and Favre has played well and in control, but I am getting sick of all the slobber. To me, they are just another version of the 2006 Bears, another NFC team that rises to top of the NFC urine foam.
Worst of all, I am married to Wisconsin native (family has season tickets) who has joined the "Hate" bandwagon ("Cheaters" "Lucky Pats" "Gonna Lose") and there is nothing in the world I want more than to have the Patriots get to the Super Bowl and BEAT THE TAR out of the Packers. (I need revenge for the last Super Bowl loss to the Pack.) I want this in the worst way, but I know this is not healthy.
Somebody reassure me that the Patriots will get to the big game. And if so, reassure me that the Packers will not get there or else my marriage is going down the NFC...er, I mean toilet.
Please!!! Please, I beg you. I am going nuts here.