Today I bring you the essay I just did for Eight Forty-Eight on why I hate the Green Bay Packers. I give it to you here, because, well, I love you. Also, I've attached the mp3 above if you want to listen to it with all of the cheesy music.
I hate the Green Bay Packers.
I am a die-hard Bears fan. I bleed blue and orange. I watch every game, every press conference, every post game show.
And when it is Packer week? All bets are off. I actually had a hard time sleeping before the NFC Championship game last season. I was so keyed up that actual tears were flowing.
And this week will be no different. Because I hate the Green Bay Packers.
But I’m not sure why.
I get it. There is a historic rivalry that goes as far back as the NFL. I get it. Both of these teams are from the same division and there has been chippy play. I get it. Brett Favre and Refrigerator Perry. I get it.
But as we get ready for the game on Sunday, I really don’t have hatred for this Packers team. Rodgers is good. Charles Woodson is great. Greg Jennings and Donald Driver are gamers. There’s no polarizing player that unites the opposition.
So I have to lean back on the rivalry.