Cheeseheads and F*ckers

Green Bay is a hellish place today.

It's exciting, to work down the street from the place where our team normally plays during the regular season. People gathered in the hotel lobby to watch the biggest football game of the year on a jumbo screen the size of ... something really big, and to eat enough snacks and munchies to choke an elephant.

What happens if the Packers lose? These rowdy drunk people would become...rowdy drunk people.

It's nice though, that the community can come together rather nicely to support the one thing that we all really can't get away from - the Green Bay Packers. If you live in or around Green Bay, they are your team. If you're in a foreign land and someone asks you from where you hail, you tell them Green Bay and they'll ask if you're a Packer Fan, or they'll make a cheesehead joke.

I went to New York City my senior year of high school, and our group (of choir students) was all lined up to board the ferry to Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island, and there was a homely looking man playing guitar for tips. He asked some of the people in our group where we were from and they said of course, "Green Bay," and he started to play a song that went on a bit before he sang the words, "Cheeseheads and F*ckers." Man, I hope someone tipped him well.

I have to go watch the Pack try to regain their momentum. More later.

Peace.

Molly

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