I was a little kid and we were all at Gramma's house watching the Championship game which was eventually named a "Superbowl" game...the infamous "ICE BOWL."
When Bart Starr crossed the goal line, we all screamed and yelled so loudly that the neighbors came over to see if something had happened and the were right...PACKER VICTORY. All of our family was there...back in the days before cable or satellite or any other way...we had to go to Milwaukee to watch the game.
I remember Sundays...Jane had her "scream pillow" because she went nuts and so Mom and Dad got a little pillow especially for her during Packer games.
I remember when Matt did the Bernie Cannie Ford (I don't know if I spelled it right and I don't give a shit) imitation with the Bart Starr helmet that was too small.
I remember being in places where I couldn't see Packer games and I spent a lot of Sundays hurting my liver in Sports Bars so I could remain a Packer fan. Ron rode the ride with me and we're ready for Sunday.
Tomorrow is a Costco run with Jimmy and friends are coming over and we are cheering and yelling and celebrating the Title Town Packers once again.
Some things remain constant. I was born and raised in Wisconsin. GO PACKERS!!!
A myriad of rambling thoughts and ideas from an old broad who has been there, done that, bought the T-shirt and threw it away a long time ago. However, this old broad still has a lot to say. Here we go...
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