I promised you a recap of my weekend in Green Bay. And here it is.
We ran one of these last year after the gang headed to Green Bay for the season opener. It went well enough, so let’s run another one!
(Besides, the players are off today. So it’s not like there’s anything else going on, right)
Consider the following an emptying of my mental notebook after a wild, wacky and fun as heck weekend in Titletown. I’ll try to keep this as PG as possible.
- Okay, so I know I sound like a 12-year old, but seriously, the Tundra Lodge is insanely fun. A legitimate waterpark (which I attacked with glee), a well-placed bar upstairs (I see you watching Ravens-Steelers, mullet man in Clay Matthews jersey) and an arcade (didn’t get to it but my friends said it was great). But why won’t you let us bring our beer into the waterpark, Tundra Lodge? Is it because of liability reasons? Oh, wait, no it’s not – it’s ’cause you want us to buy your beer at your concession stand. Really, the $600 we collectively shelled out for our room wasn’t enough, huh? That drops them a peg in my book. Still, we’ll probably be back there next season, so what am I saying?
- In the span of 24 hours, I had some fairly interesting run-ins. The first was at the Radisson bar Saturday night, where ace NFL Network reporter Jason LaCanfora was kind enough to hang out with myself and Kyle Cousineau (friend of OBOD) for a few drinks. It’s always a thrill when you get a chance to speak to someone as plugged in as Mr. LaCanfora and he did not disappoint. He was also a really cool, down-to-Earth cat. For the record, he said he’s sticking with his preseason Packers-Ravens Super Bowl pick. Funny, I had that, too. Maybe he should hook a brother up with a job!
- The second occurred at Mikey’s Pub downtown Saturday (where, yes, I was a part of the five-man “Hey Jude” karaoke royal rumble. You’re welcome). I ran into Aaron Rodgers’ older brother, Luke (a dead-ringer, both physically and vocally). I was basically badgered into it by my friend Nathan – “Dude, come on Mr. OBOD, go ask if it’s him!” Either way, he turned out to be cool. Showed him a photo of the “Ace Rodgers” shirt we were given earlier in the day (more on that in a bit). Told him Aaron looked like Lemmy from Motorhead. He laughed and said he was going to give Aaron crap about that, so that was cool.
- I saw Jermichael Finley on Sunday night at…well…let’s just say I saw him and move on. No, we’re moving on!
- A special shout-out to OBOD follower Nick Mortensen, who was kind enough to hook us up with a free “Ace Rodgers” t-shirt on Saturday. They’re really cool shirts and you should head to dank2.com to pick one up.
- As for the game Sunday, we pretty much skipped tailgating (one guy was sick and the rest were, well, sick from Saturday night). Still, had a great time at the game. I failed to buy long underwear but my patented “cover your body with heat warmers” technique held up for the most part. Still, my GOD it was cold. Coldest weather game I’ve been to. Not sure if I could go much colder. And, no, I don’t care if you think I’m a wimp for saying that.
- To the ginger in section 123 who thought it’d be funny to take his shirt off late in the game: No, it wasn’t funny. It was gross. You’re gross. Keep your shirt on, dammit.
- To the girl behind me in section 121 who kept referring to me as “Rodgers” (my jersey) when she needed to ask me something: Just ask what my name is. It’s Chris, dammit.
- To the father and daughter who leant my friend Nathan and I an extra blanket to sit on: Thank you, thank you, thank you.
- To everyone I met: You rock. Thanks and I sincerely hope I can see you again really, really soon.
- To everyone I was unable to meet (looking at you, Wally Pingel): I am so sorry. Next time I’m there, we’re going to get together for that beer.
- Lastly, my Lord do I love Green Bay. It’s such a wonderful place. A lot of people like to dog that town for whatever reason, but those people clearly have never really experienced it, so screw them. It broke my heart to leave, but I’ve since taken solace in the words of fellow Packers blogger Jayme Joers: No matter where you are, Lambeau’s in the heart.