An Epic Decision

I think I might maybe have decided to dump the Vikings and become a Packer Fan.

I know this will be very hard for some of you to understand.  How could she do this?  Has she lost her mind? It's taken sleepless nights, two long days in a sweat lodge, a vision quest, a shamanic cleansing, an MRI, some LSD trips, a conversation with the ghost of Paul Wellstone, a trip to Italy-India-and Bali (oh wait that was Julia Roberts), and several sessions with a Freudian therapist to come to this conclusion.

Remember I told you how the Vikings snubbed me and my public school display?  That was the cathartic event that started it all.  Well that and the whole overpaid-Brett-Favre-not-passing-in-the-last-play-of-the-NFC-championship-game thingy.  And it probably has a whole lot to do with a rich franchise run by millionaires asking Minnesota taxpayers to pony-up because the 60,000 seat Metrodome isn't good enough for them.  Wouldn't you think they'd try to at least GET to the Super Bowl more often before asking?

Anyway, as I'm looking up things for the Packer vs Viking display, I start to ruminate on the differences.  

First and foremost has to be the public ownership of the Packers.  Populist Football at it's best.  I like the idea that a community makes their NFL decisions.  Not some stinking wealthy owner who will extort money from local fans.  Power to the People!

Second, the Packers have actually delivered a few championships.

Third, I look better in green than purple.

So there you have it.  Please try to understand.  And I promise that as a new convert I will not come knocking at your door to ask if you've heard the good news.  I won't ask if you've accepted Mike McCarthy as your savior.  I won't tell you about my visions of Lambeau Field.

Then again, they are cheeseheads for God's sake, and this could all be just a phase.