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While I would, of course, be thrilled beyond words to see another Super Bowl win this season, there's no way I expected the Packers to be 13-3, and playing for a chance to advance to the NFC Championship Game. This team is far ahead of where I dared to dream they could be with a rookie Head Coach, and a second year General Manager. I can honestly say that no matter what happens after this weekend, I'll be at peace until the 2020 season kicks off. The future is bright, and I'm going to trust the process. Brian Gutekunst and Matt Lafleur are building something that would make a Japanese architect proud. 

All I ask is for one thing: wipe the fucking floor with the Seahawks. I don't care if they're banged to hell. Tough shit. "Mercy is for the weak. We do not train to be merciful here." The pain from the 2014 NFC Championship Game has not subsided. It's a wound that will never heal. I feel much like Lancelot in John Boorman's 1981 Arthurian fantasy-epic Excalibur (semi-obscure references to film are, apparently, de rigueur in this thread). Five years later, it still sticks in my craw. Losing in gut-wrenching fashion is one thing, and soul-crushing enough. Losing in gut-wrenching fashion to these turds is quite another thing, altogether. For nearly four decades, the Seahawks were the joke of the NFL. The Browns and Lions were God awful, as were the Cardinals. But at least they had won something once upon a time. Even the "short bus" fan base in Minnesota can claim one NFL Championship*, even though the Vikes got thumped in the Super Bowl by the Chiefs, and that championship is really the equivalent of winning the NFC Championship Game today. 

The Seahawks had won squat. Seahawk fans only knew shame. Brian Bosworth "trying-to-tackle-Bo-Jackson-high" kind of shame. But once they finally took a Super Bowl, thanks to their wrecking crew of a defense, all the Seattle sports fans started walking around like their shit didn't stink. Suddenly, every yuppie in Bellevue was claiming lifelong allegiance to the Hawks. "I was there in '76 at the Kingdome, watching Zorn toss bombs to Largent". Fuck you. No, you weren't.

I want the Smith Brothers to turn Russell Wilson into a punching bag for four quarters. Sorry, Russ. I'll always have a soft spot for ya because you came to Madison, but it's time for some payback. Their pompous fan base is due to get knocked down a few pegs. I haven't forgotten Matt Hassleback. "We want the ball, and we're going to score." Good call, you smug prick. How was that flight home, jagoff? (Thanks again, Al!) I haven't forgotten Golden Tate and the "idiot replacement refs" debacle, or the gloating, pontificating Seattle douchebags on social media, after. I can't stand their skinny, gum-chewing dyke of a Head Coach that roams the sidelines acting like the biggest drama queen this side of Jim Harbaugh. Sorry if that's not PC, but screw him and his Sports Clips haircut.

I'll never forget 2014.

I don't want them merely beaten. I want them broken. Dejected. I want every flannel shirt-wearing, iPad-tapping, Starbucks coffee-slurping fuckstick in Washington crying bitter tears Monday morning. I want them eviscerated, embarrassed so completely on national television that the franchise ups and leaves, like the Pilots and Sonics before them. Leave them the Mariners, who will never win shit. Sorry, grunge boy. There's no Ken Griffey Jr in your future. No Ichiro. Just a lot of rain, angst, and an absurd cost of living. Eat a dick, and enjoy watching your team move to London.

"Dear God, us Wisconsin sports fans have had to endure more than our fair share of dick punches. Yes, there have been two Super Bowl wins, and thanks for those...but the scales are grossly imbalanced. To be a post Lombardi-era Wisconsin sports fan is to know heartache. The '82 Series without Rollie. 4th and 26 to the Iggles. Kirk freaking Cousins' Hail Mary cheating the Badgers from a chance to play for the National Championship. That dog killing POS Michael Vick. Losing to the Raptors in the Eastern Conference Finals last year. Jerry Rice and the fumble that wasn't in '98. The Dodgers in game 7 of the NLCS two years ago, and Christian Yelich's knee this past season. Favre's overtime pick in the 2007 NFC Championship Game. Duke beating Wisconsin in the NCAA Final. The 15-1 team losing to Eli "the interception" Manning in 2011. David fucking Freese turning into Babe Ruth. Oh yeah, and being defeated by ol' Horse Face and the Donkeys in Super Bowl XXXII. I tossed my cookies watching everybody fawn about how great Chompers was, when it was Terrell Davis that won the game for Denver (and by the way, FU Gabe Wilkins. I haven't forgotten). Career ending injuries to Sterling Sharpe, and, for all intents and purposes, Robert Brooks...just as the Packers were ascending to the top of the NFL mountain. Oh, and the encore, Nick Collins' career ending injury at the start of the 2011 season. God, I have been a loyal Milwaukee sports fan all my life, even though I left Wisconsin in 1989. I've never seen my city win a championship. Even Brooklyn got to go home, and doink the prom queen once. In lieu of seeing a Bucks or Brewers parade down Wisconsin Ave (for the immediate time being, anyway), can we just enjoy one Sunday night after donkey punching the Seachickens?"

I don't think that's too much to ask. 

"But but but....Aaron Rodgers is 143rd among all quarterbacks this season in QBR, and Russell Wilson is beast mode"--every braying jackass on NFL.com. 

In the last seven regular season games Seattle played, Wilson had a 90.5 QB rating, tossing 9 TD and 7 INT. And I think the receiving corp he has runs circles around ours. Adams is exceptional. Jones is very good out of the backfield on screens, and emerging as a downfield pass catching threat. I like Lazard's upside, but need to see more. The rest are wildly inconsistent, suspect, haven't played, or just average/past their expiration date.

I'm hoping Wilson's got another 4 pick game in him. While everybody outside of Wisconsin enjoys bringing up the final quarter of the '14 NFC CG, I hope they don't casually gloss over what a terrible performance "West Coast GOAT" had in that game. But the media probably will, as it doesn't fit into their Packer and Aaron Rodgers-bashing narrative. 

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lambeausouth posted



I can't stand their skinny, gum-chewing dyke of a Head Coach that roams the sidelines acting like the biggest drama queen this side of Jim Harbaugh. Sorry if that's not PC, but screw him and his Sports Clips haircut.

I don't want them merely beaten. I want them broken. Dejected. I want every flannel shirt-wearing, iPad-tapping, Starbucks coffee-slurping fuckstick in Washington crying bitter tears Monday morning. I

 

HA  HA HA!!  Dang dude.... 

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Damn LS is going to have the big one at this rate prior to Sunday!  Chill big fella. 

Your post made me think of an exchange that took place in a certain movie at a certain time. 

Fear, pain, and defeat does not exist in this dojo!  Prepare!  What do we study here?  The way of the fist.  And what is that way? Strike hard, strike fast, no fucking mercy! 

I have a certain kind of love, hate relationship with the Hawks.   Actually it’s mostly hate.  

My employer is based in Washington State so naturally there are a lot of Seahawks fans you deal with.  In between the banter a few years ago of disgruntled Sonics fans thinking they would get the Bucks franchise due to pending stadium deal issues in Milwaukee and the Pilots relocation to Cream City you have this new wave of front running fans that follow the Seahawks. 

I’ve had to endure the Fail Mary bullshit from coworkers and getting harassed at the Seattle airport for wearing Packers clothing - including the week before that fateful 2014 NFCCG- and I’ll be heading out west again this week and nothing would be better than having them eat a big shit sandwich (loss) and not have to hear from those so called fans all week.

Vikings fans annoy the piss out of me but Seahawks fans are the new age Lakers or STL Cardinals of professional football.  They think they have the market cornered on fandom but if it’s not that stupid overrated stadium or the goddamn neon arena league jerseys or cheating gum chewing bastard Petey or even worse a 12th man homage they stole from Texas A&M I can’t stand that club.  

A want a win badly but I also want a reckoning.  Get it done boys! 

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lambeausouth posted:

While I would, of course, be thrilled beyond words to see another Super Bowl win this season, there's no way I expected the Packers to be 13-3, and playing for a chance to advance to the NFC Championship Game. This team is far ahead of where I dared to dream they could be with a rookie Head Coach, and a second year General Manager. I can honestly say that no matter what happens after this weekend, I'll be at peace until the 2020 season kicks off. The future is bright, and I'm going to trust the process. Brian Gutekunst and Matt Lafleur are building something that would make a Japanese architect proud. 

All I ask is for one thing: wipe the fucking floor with the Seahawks. I don't care if they're banged to hell. Tough shit. "Mercy is for the weak. We do not train to be merciful here." The pain from the 2014 NFC Championship Game has not subsided. It's a wound that will never heal. I feel much like Lancelot in John Boorman's 1981 Arthurian fantasy-epic Excalibur (semi-obscure references to film are, apparently, de rigueur in this thread). Five years later, it still sticks in my craw. Losing in gut-wrenching fashion is one thing, and soul-crushing enough. Losing in gut-wrenching fashion to these turds is quite another thing, altogether. For nearly four decades, the Seahawks were the joke of the NFL. The Browns and Lions were God awful, as were the Cardinals. But at least they had won something once upon a time. Even the "short bus" fan base in Minnesota can claim one NFL Championship*, even though the Vikes got thumped in the Super Bowl by the Chiefs, and that championship is really the equivalent of winning the NFC Championship Game today. 

The Seahawks had won squat. Seahawk fans only knew shame. Brian Bosworth "trying-to-tackle-Bo-Jackson-high" kind of shame. But once they finally took a Super Bowl, thanks to their wrecking crew of a defense, all the Seattle sports fans started walking around like their shit didn't stink. Suddenly, every yuppie in Bellevue was claiming lifelong allegiance to the Hawks. "I was there in '76 at the Kingdome, watching Zorn toss bombs to Largent". Fuck you. No, you weren't.

I want the Smith Brothers to turn Russell Wilson into a punching bag for four quarters. Sorry, Russ. I'll always have a soft spot for ya because you came to Madison, but it's time for some payback. Their pompous fan base is due to get knocked down a few pegs. I haven't forgotten Matt Hassleback. "We want the ball, and we're going to score." Good call, you smug prick. How was that flight home, jagoff? (Thanks again, Al!) I haven't forgotten Golden Tate and the "idiot replacement refs" debacle, or the gloating, pontificating Seattle douchebags on social media, after. I can't stand their skinny, gum-chewing dyke of a Head Coach that roams the sidelines acting like the biggest drama queen this side of Jim Harbaugh. Sorry if that's not PC, but screw him and his Sports Clips haircut.

I'll never forget 2014.

I don't want them merely beaten. I want them broken. Dejected. I want every flannel shirt-wearing, iPad-tapping, Starbucks coffee-slurping fuckstick in Washington crying bitter tears Monday morning. I want them eviscerated, embarrassed so completely on national television that the franchise ups and leaves, like the Pilots and Sonics before them. Leave them the Mariners, who will never win shit. Sorry, grunge boy. There's no Ken Griffey Jr in your future. No Ichiro. Just a lot of rain, angst, and an absurd cost of living. Eat a dick, and enjoy watching your team move to London.

"Dear God, us Wisconsin sports fans have had to endure more than our fair share of dick punches. Yes, there have been two Super Bowl wins, and thanks for those...but the scales are grossly imbalanced. To be a post Lombardi-era Wisconsin sports fan is to know heartache. The '82 Series without Rollie. 4th and 26 to the Iggles. Kirk freaking Cousins' Hail Mary cheating the Badgers from a chance to play for the National Championship. That dog killing POS Michael Vick. Losing to the Raptors in the Eastern Conference Finals last year. Jerry Rice and the fumble that wasn't in '98. The Dodgers in game 7 of the NLCS two years ago, and Christian Yelich's knee this past season. Favre's overtime pick in the 2007 NFC Championship Game. Duke beating Wisconsin in the NCAA Final. The 15-1 team losing to Eli "the interception" Manning in 2011. David fucking Freese turning into Babe Ruth. Oh yeah, and being defeated by ol' Horse Face and the Donkeys in Super Bowl XXXII. I tossed my cookies watching everybody fawn about how great Chompers was, when it was Terrell Davis that won the game for Denver (and by the way, FU Gabe Wilkins. I haven't forgotten). Career ending injuries to Sterling Sharpe, and, for all intents and purposes, Robert Brooks...just as the Packers were ascending to the top of the NFL mountain. Oh, and the encore, Nick Collins' career ending injury at the start of the 2011 season. God, I have been a loyal Milwaukee sports fan all my life, even though I left Wisconsin in 1989. I've never seen my city win a championship. Even Brooklyn got to go home, and doink the prom queen once. In lieu of seeing a Bucks or Brewers parade down Wisconsin Ave (for the immediate time being, anyway), can we just enjoy one Sunday night after donkey punching the Seachickens?"

I don't think that's too much to ask. 

A masterpiece.  This one's a keeper!  It's like the elephant that never forgets...especially the FU Gabe Wilkins reference. 

michiganjoe posted:

JSO had a lengthy piece on the Seattle playoff choke and I'm sure more will be coming. Only thing that will remove the pain of that game is embalming fluid.

There are certain sports memories from that game I can never unsee. Mainly, Bostick jumping up to catch the ball with Jordy waiting below him and Burnett being told to by Peppers to get down with at least another 20 yards in front of him after the interception. 

As for how much it affects the players, the only offensive players currently on the Packers that played in that game that are playing now are Rodgers, D. Adams, Bulaga, Linsley, and Bakh. The only defensive player is Tramon. Crosby was obviously the kicker. What happened in 2014 has no meaning for the other 40+ guys. 

 

Tschmack posted:

Damn LS is going to have the big one at this rate prior to Sunday!  Chill big fella. 

Your post made me think of an exchange that took place in a certain movie at a certain time. 

Fear, pain, and defeat does not exist in this dojo!  Prepare!  What do we study here?  The way of the fist.  And what is that way? Strike hard, strike fast, no fucking mercy! 

I have a certain kind of love, hate relationship with the Hawks.   Actually it’s mostly hate.  

My employer is based in Washington State so naturally there are a lot of Seahawks fans you deal with.  In between the banter a few years ago of disgruntled Sonics fans thinking they would get the Bucks franchise due to pending stadium deal issues in Milwaukee and the Pilots relocation to Cream City you have this new wave of front running fans that follow the Seahawks. 

I’ve had to endure the Fail Mary bullshit from coworkers and getting harassed at the Seattle airport for wearing Packers clothing - including the week before that fateful 2014 NFCCG- and I’ll be heading out west again this week and nothing would be better than having them eat a big shit sandwich (loss) and not have to hear from those so called fans all week.

Vikings fans annoy the piss out of me but Seahawks fans are the new age Lakers or STL Cardinals of professional football.  They think they have the market cornered on fandom but if it’s not that stupid overrated stadium or the goddamn neon arena league jerseys or cheating gum chewing bastard Petey or even worse a 12th man homage they stole from Texas A&M I can’t stand that club.  

A want a win badly but I also want a reckoning.  Get it done boys! 

A reckoning, you say? Make no mistake...

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