Gas Pains

Tom grew up in Milwaukee, bartended in Wauwatosa in the '70s and moved here in 1984.

Commentary, observations and musings about the outdoors, life in general and maybe Tosa politics and personalities will be the order of the day. He savors a lively debate as much as terrific cooking.

Packer Juju

Friends, Packer Football, Superstition

Jill and I connected with Sid and Lawyer tonight at the sacred House of Lambeau for the 2012 NFC playoff game between the Vikings and the Mighty Packers.

As we were crating-up the pooches and preparing to leave the house I was thinking - what to wear, what to wear.

Settling on long underwear, warm socks (a perfect Christmas present from grandma), dirty dungarees, two layers of polar fleece, hunting boots and a XL-sized camouflage GI field jacket.  Roomy enough to accommodate multiple layers it had all of those handy cargo pockets.  Perfect for a couple of granola bars, some hand warmers, camera, smart phone, fleece gloves, and my lucky Citgo fleece Packer hat.  I don't want you to get the impression that I'm superstitious or anything but just like hunting and fishing - with the Packers you cannot be too careful about your juju.

As I was loading-up my stuff I felt something in the upper left breast pocket.  It was a game ticket from the Packer/Viking game at Lambeau on November 14, 2011.  Green Bay stomped the Vikings that day - Packers 45, Vikings 7.

Check this out - look what I found.  How weird.  What are the odds?  Should I leave this at home or keep it in my pocket with tonight's ticket?

Giving me a hard stare Jill said - No way.  That ticket stays with you.  This is a sign.

Packers 24, Vikings 10.

The juju continues...

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