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Favre and Favreita July 21, 2015

I didn’t think I would ever go back to Green Bay after my Dad died.

Truthfully, I knew I would never go back. There was no reason to go back. What made Green Bay so exceptional and so very special to me was gone. My Dad was gone, and as silly as it might seem to you reading this Brett Favre was gone, the two things I loved most about that special place were gone, I had no intention of ever going back. I mean sure, in passing I would talk about going to a game but I never sought out tickets, I would talk about the upcoming games on social media but I could barely watch most of them.

Then something happened.

After all the turmoil, after all the hurt feelings, after all the trades, talks, jerseys, trash, arrogance, blood, sweat and tears I saw something I thought I would never see.

Brett Favre and the Packers were talking. Talking about him coming back to Green Bay to retire his #4 and induct him into the Packers Hall Of Fame.

Well, I wasn’t planning on that curveball Brett…WTF?

I remember watching an interview with Greta Van Susteren (who has covered Brett for years) during that interview he said something about being inducted into the Packers Hall Of Fame and what a special moment it would be. Then Greta asked something about opening it up to the fans of Green Bay, to be able to see one of the best quarterbacks ever to play come back to where it all started in Green Bay and see it all for themselves.

I think Brett said “well hell, why not?”

It was almost like he was daring the Packers organization on national television to say no, which I really enjoyed, because if they said no, it would just give me more ammunition to not buy the NFL Sunday Ticket this year.

But the Packers said yes…and my mind exploded.

I remember telling Mr D, if they open this up, I’ll be there. That’s exactly what the Packers did, they opened Lambeau Field to the fans to watch Brett Favre get his number retired and get inducted into the Packers Hall Of Fame (which has never happened at the same time for any player – by the way.) I remember sitting on my bed watching the timer tick down on Ticketmaster, the moment it hit zero I hit refresh and began to enter in my info. I held my breath until I got the ticket confirmation, once I had the email, I sat in the middle of my bed and thought what have I done?

Getting the tickets was easy, even though 67,000 seats were sold in two hours, that part, piece of cake. Going to that stadium, being there, I didn’t really think that part through.

I told everyone though, I told every person I knew I was going to Green Bay. It seemed like some kind of dream I was daring life to take away from me, I never really thought it was going to happen, at least that is what I kind of told myself.  Then I saw this on the Packers website the day I came back to Green Bay:

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Seriously…What The Hell?

One thing I do know about myself is that I’m a stubborn ass, but I also hold passion, conviction and loyalty in high regard. I can understand why Favre left the Packers, I can understand why people in Green Bay hated him for it. There was a line drawn across Lombardi Avenue, not necessairly when he went to the Jets, but when he went to Minnesota that some Packer fans could not understand, but I could. In my opinion he was left with no options, I know what that feels like. So he did what he could do at the time under his circumstances while still doing what he loved to do, again.. I understand that logic.

Entering Lambeau Field was suffocating, it was like all the hurt, all the tears, all the mistakes, all the pain, everything that has happened since my Dad died was on the back of my Favre jersey on display for everyone to see. I cried, wiping away the tears trying not to draw any attention to the panic I was feeling.

Then it happened, Brett Favre walked out of the tunnel in Green Bay and 67,000+ people couldn’t stop cheering. He was speechless, he looked around the packed stadium with tears in his eyes like everything that happened since the summer of 2007 suddenly the universe made right.

He said “I could thank all of you until tomorrow, and it would never be enough.”

Because of Brett Favre and the Packers forcing my hand I was able to go back to Lambeau Field. I was able to experience something with my husband and son that otherwise probably would have never happened. I was able to go back on a tour of the stadium and see the absolute wonder in my son’s eyes as he came out of the Packer’s tunnel into the sunlight of that magnificent stadium my dad and I loved so very much.

Before we left, we were able to find my Dad’s brick outside of Lambeau, a present for his 60th birthday.

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Thank you. I could say it until tomorrow, but it would never be enough….

 

AR = Average Replacement September 10, 2012

I know…

I already know ok?

Packers fans are going to come down on me. I’m not a real Green Bay fan. I’m a traitor. I’ve been accused and called every name in the book. You aren’t going to shock me. Your material is old, and so is Brett Favre. The difference is Favre is laughing all the way to the bank propped up with a cold one in Mississippi and you’re still deciding whether or not to get your kid the Bronco Manning jersey they’ve been asking for. Go ahead and buy the damn thing! It builds character.

This post is NOT about Brett Favre. It’s about being a Packers fan.

I’ve been a Packers fan my entire life. It just so happened that Brett Favre was my favorite quarterback. When my favorite quarterback left the Packers I followed him, with a jersey to wear, and a Direct TV package so I wouldn’t miss a play. I also watched the Packers games. I talked a lot of trash, but the year my Dad died was the year the Packers won the Super Bowl. Of course I wanted the Packers to win. My Dad would have loved to see it with me.

I’m a Packers fan.

It’s been a few years since Favre has been gone and I’ve had to adapt and adjust to the new quarterback in Green Bay. Although, I will never forget a phone conversation that I had with my friend Ryan Cox. It went like this:

Ryan: “You hate Rodgers don’t you? You really hate him!”

Me: “Yes I do.”

Ryan: “I’ll bet you’re the only Packers fan on the face of the earth that gets mad when he throws a touchdown.” (He was giggling at this point.)

Me: “A rushing touchdown is ok, but when he throws a touchdown…” At this point Ryan is laughing hysterically.

It wasn’t Favre. Ok, it was mostly Favre. I just didn’t like Aaron Rodgers. I’ve always thought he was just an average quarterback. Argue with me all night, it’s what I’ve always thought Favre or no Favre. I always liked, and my Dad did too, Matt Flynn. Who now plays for Seattle. Flynn didn’t get any playing  time in last nights game, and the Seahawks lost.  There was no way Flynn was ever going to get some playing time in Green Bay except pre-season, that’s just the way it is. So of course he left.

Think of AR’s situation. You’ve road the bench for I don’t know, 13 years behind one of the greatest quarterbacks of all time. Promised, obviously, that some day it would be AR’s time to shine in the Green Bay sun. AR’s got patience, I’ll give him that. Ask yourself is he the brightest star on the block? I’m sure he could have gone to other teams and had a very successful career, but good old Ted Thompson promised his golden boy someday it would be his time.

And in 2010 it was his time to shine.

Can you imagine how pumped up that guy was to play football? I mean I wouldn’t have been able to sleep for a week. He came out guns blazing. Amazing stats. He looked like he couldn’t be stopped. AR wasn’t stopped, he went all the way to the dance and won. Bravo AR, bravo.

One thing I do know is if you win the Super Bowl and the hearts of Green Bay fans everywhere, that has to be one of the biggest ego boosts in the universe. Baller doesn’t even begin to describe it.

Here’s where it gets interesting. The dust settles. AR is the man in Green Bay. Last season Packer fans were so certain that they would be going to the Super Bowl I know people that had booked hotel rooms to come to Indianapolis to see the Pack win another one. Thing is, they didn’t make it. From the looks of last nights game they won’t make it again this year.

Really? San Francisco hands you your ass at home? I watched the game intently and AR looked like a deer in headlights. Meanwhile people are AR is the greatest QB, he has ice in his veins, strength like no other in his throwing arm.

He’s average, that’s it. When the hoopla is over AR is just average.

Hey, maybe I’m wrong, as the season goes on we’ll see. They play again Thursday night.

Go Pack!