There Is No Joy In Titletown or The Hinterlands -- Pack Strikes Out

I have not been pleasant this morning and in light of last night's final score 37-27, I suspect there are a lot of grumpy Packer fans roaming the state today.

My Tramon Williams prediction of yesterday never materialized, but the one that I wouldn't even say out loud for fear of it happening -- well, it happened -- when Brett went down in the second quarter with a bruised elbow and a separated shoulder.

I still am at a loss to understand why Brett and/or coach Murphy insisted on throwing the long ball after the first series yielded a good solid drive, capped by a field goal. What happened to dinkin' and dunkin'?

Fortunately dinkin' and dunkin' was still on Aaron Rodgers' wrist band and made its appearance when Rodgers capably filled in for the remainder of the game. Very proud of the way he kept his cool and took what the defense gave him.

Here are the maddening questions bouncing around my tiny little brain today:

What the hell is wrong with special teams? When your kicker is making the majority of the tackles it's time to go back to the drawing board!

What time can Bigby catch a bus out of Green Bay and take on his new job as a greeter at Walmart? He couldn't cover a turkey with tin foil!

Why are the referees so bad this year? Every frickin' game! Last night it was the Harris take away of a pass to Mr. Popcorn TO. the zebra closest to the action said it was Green Bay's ball but then was over ruled by the numb nuts who was yards away.

And speaking of Popcorn Owens, why are the referees not enforcing the excessive celebration rules?

It's enough to make a guy get some dyjoxin from the druggist and slip it in the zebras' coffees before the game.

Some bright spots in spite of it all, last night:

Fullback, #30, John Kuhn, despite unkowingly spoiling the onside kick, made me sit up and take notice. he is a hard nosed kid. It was his block that kicked Ryan Grant loose on a 62 yard romp for a touch down.

Ryan Grant, for another good showing in spite of some questionable blocking.

As mentioned, Aaron Rodgers.

Ryan Pickett kicked ass and took names!

Enough with football, already!

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WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING,

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IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS

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