Saw this on SI. It's pretty good. This is real funny:
For Cleveland, he often attended the owner’s meetings, billionaires all around, perhaps the most selective table in sports. Jerry Jones of the Dallas Cowboys passed him a note at one of those meetings:
If any of this stuff is over your head, just see me afterward, and I’ll clear it up for you.
Holmgren scribbled a response and passed it back.
You’re still trying to figure out what pass interference is.
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Holmgren went to Canton, Ohio, to watch Bill Parcells go into the Hall of Fame last year. He will do the same this summer when Walter Jones, the great Seahawks left tackle, is inducted. He still talks personnel with old friends. Like Ted Thompson, general manager of the Packers.
“Ted’s the original Marlboro Man,” Holmgren says, his voice wistful. “Sitting on a horse. Out by himself. Love him! You have a conversation on the phone with him, and there’ll be these big pauses. He’s watching tape. Love it!”
Jerry Jones is over his head, trying to pick a fight with Holmy. He gives up about 100 IQ points.
Had he won a very winnable SB with our Pack and if not for major ref screw jobs, he might have coached 3 SB champions instead of one.
And two different teams.
You just blew my mind.
Never thought of it like that.
Holmy was obviously a great coach but deserves almost all of the blame for the Debacle in San Diego. No curfew, guys partying like rock stars all week, guys cutting endorsement deals with their agents on the field before kickoff and of course Holmy openly shopping for jobs... That's how you get your ass whipped by an inferior opponent on the biggest stage.
IMHO that disaster will be what ultimately makes the difference between him going into the HOF and not. Perhaps appropriately so. If he wins both SBs in GB I wouldn't have been shocked to one day see him enshrined.
Unfortunately he was halfway out the door against Denver. Losing a winnable game was heavily on him. Holmgren kept running 5 man routes while Denver blitzed him to death. Not one of Mikes better moments. I don't think Wolf ever got over Holmgren doing that with his team.
12-1 Baby. Search for the odds... LVH, now called Westgate. Also got 6-1 on NFC Championship
9-1 at the Wynn
6-1 or 7-1 pretty much everywhere else on the strip.
Take the monorail north to LVH/Westgate
That was partially due to Bert arrogantly refusing to audible. Too hung over to do all that thinkin. I have friends who worked at George's at the Cove at that time. Apparently the Dog Patch Crew, which was about 20 strong, chose that place to let 'er rip every night for that whole week. My inside sources tell me that the clan ran up about $100,000 on a tab. George's is really nice and in La Jolla, but you really have to work hard to run up that sort of bill over a week there, even with 20 people.
Let's do some math....
$1,000 a night per person for 5 nights with 20 people.
$1K * 20 = $20K * 5 nights = $100K!
Cool.... it adds up
Let's do some math....
$1,000 a night per person for 5 nights with 20 people.
$1K * 20 = $20K * 5 nights = $100K!
Cool.... it adds up
How many times in your life have you run up a $1,000 tab by yourself in a restaurant, let alone 5 nights in a row? Even in a swanky place like George's, that takes work for each of the 20 people. I bet that fifth night was a struggle for many of them to spend as much of Bert's money as possible.
I ate at an exquisite Golden Corral for $9.99 and even got one of them Chocolate Fondue gigs.
Tri Tip on tap.
Shocking that you an Al have the same tastes.
We also went to Golden Corral, where they had apparently forgot that today was basically a weekend, as no one worked today unless you're in retail. They ran out out of every item a couple times during our visit, and finally in order to fill up the holes, had four trays of potato chips at various spots...you'd have to be brain dead not to see through that.
How pathetic was it? At one point, 8-10 people were standing up at the buffet waiting for the next batch of "sliders"...tiny burgers on tiny buns, to come out. The chocolate wonderfall was yummy, the Rambling son enjoyed no less than four marshmallows heavily laden with the liquid cocoa nectar.
Filet mignon/live lobster/buckets of constantly-flowing booze/Crystal/caviar/hand jobs - it can be done. I'm just saying every single person at those shindigs had to have been absolutely smashed every single night.
I've run up about $400 by myself before, but that was in Manhattan and on some other dumbass' expense account. I sure felt ****ty the next morning.
Imagine having to play in the freaking Super Bowl after 5 nights of more than twice that in a row. Ugh.
Makes me wanta scream
Time to swap some stories. Most trashed I've ever been happened at a sales conference in.... San Diego! 2005 in a hotel close to the to the Del Coronado.
4 of us were having a couple single malt scotches to wrap the day up and we're going on and on about good scotch. The bartender (Mexican) is listening in and after 20 minutes he decides to set the gringo's straight. He asks us if we've ever had "good" tequila. Not the silver crap. Good tequila?!?!?! So we decide to play along and he lines up 4 shots of I can't possibly remember. One of the guy's I was with asks for a lime and he almost comes over the bar. I'll never forget him saying, "lime is for college kids. You drink good tequila with a very thin slice of orange. Period". So he lines everyone up with a little orange and we got busy drinking. After the 14th shot of tequila he springs this on us. "I'm not going to charge you. All I need you to do is go to this address tomorrow morning and buy this list" and it's 14 different bottles of really effing good tequila.
So I responded with the best response I could slur together. "We'll refill the top shelf but the next 5 rounds are on you compadre". He never broke stride and started lining them up. I'm pretty sure we had 1 more each and then poured ourselves into our rooms.
I vaguely remember going to the address he gave us the next morning at 7am. His boy was ready for us with everything packed in a couple cartons. I remember thinking the amount was way less than it should have been based on what we put away and that our tender had been down this road before.
I don't remember 13 minutes of the sales meeting that day but I do remember someone asking me if they should call a Dr.
Good times!!!
now that's a good story, Chillijon! thanks for sharing! that is what can happen in San Diego.
Filet mignon/live lobster/buckets of constantly-flowing booze/Crystal/caviar/hand jobs - it can be done. I'm just saying every single person at those shindigs had to have been absolutely smashed every single night.
I've run up about $400 by myself before, but that was in Manhattan and on some other dumbass' expense account. I sure felt ****ty the next morning.
Imagine having to play in the freaking Super Bowl after 5 nights of more than twice that in a row. Ugh.
Even though BrINT was not supposed to be drinking at the time, I've heard he had a good time on Bourbon Street with Frank Winters before XXXI, too. The problem with the team in XXXII was purely one of attitude and coaching. Holmgren was talking to Seattle before that game, and before his final season in '98 even kicked off, everyone knew he had one foot out the door (they went 11-5, but that whole season had a very weird feel to it). Holmgren was a great coach, it's just unfortunate that his ego had to ruin things.
As Pack-Man pointed out....Holgy's greatest asset was his self-confidence, but his greatest detriment was his ego.
Thanks for the info on the Packer's extracurriculars before SB XXXII, JJSD - though it really pi$$es me off.
I had no idea.
One weird thing about the idea of Holmgren being out the door is he still coached one more season with the Pack, ending his stint with that wonderful TO catch (uggh!).
Rice fumbled!
Then the matador failed and launched the TO era of nonsense - unforgivable.
bad times
Yeah, the Rice fumble was beyond pathetic.
The night before I got married, we invited a bunch of the wedding party, selected friends to a bar to unwind after that horrible rehearsal torture. About 20 people, most all Midwest born, and we drank all night (Chicago suburb, they had desire to determine a "closing time" for us.). My soon to be bride and I thought it would be a good treat since friends and family were coming from Wisconsin, Iowa, South Dakota and Indiana. I was burning through Three Floyds to my hearts content. At the end of the night, I pulled out my credit card and paid an $700 bar tab.
I can't imagine dropping a grand per person, even with expensive taste, for 5 consecutive nights.
Holmy was obviously a great coach but deserves almost all of the blame for the Debacle in San Diego. No curfew, guys partying like rock stars all week, guys cutting endorsement deals with their agents on the field before kickoff and of course Holmy openly shopping for jobs... That's how you get your ass whipped by an inferior opponent on the biggest stage.
IMHO that disaster will be what ultimately makes the difference between him going into the HOF and not. Perhaps appropriately so. If he wins both SBs in GB I wouldn't have been shocked to one day see him enshrined.
Wasn't there also that deal where he said he intentionally let Denver score so that he could give his offense one last chance to win?
I'm not sure I disagree with that decision to let them score.
One of the most pathetic things about that Super Bowl was the ease with which the Broncos stuffed the ball down the Packer's throats with its running game (mainly Davis). I just looked up his stats - 30 carries for 157 yards.
What if he hadn't lost playing time to his migraine?
The problem was he had lost track of what down it was.
Holmgren is a great coach. But it's hard to read this thread and not want need a drink.
The 'contributions' of these two turds:
This guy playing like ass and
this POS 
deciding not to play to 'rest his knee' for FA with no Reggie = no run defense.
OK - time for something else. This is depressing.
I happen to be a long time subscriber to the theory fans carry brutal losses longer than the wins. Winning just means your team won. The brutal losses demand debate, discussion, answers, blame, change, hate. It's tiring and it never really goes away.
Thanks for the info on the Packer's extracurriculars before SB XXXII, JJSD - though it really pi$$es me off.
I had no idea.
One weird thing about the idea of Holmgren being out the door is he still coached one more season with the Pack, ending his stint with that wonderful TO catch (uggh!).
I know he stuck around for one more season (but he was talking to Seattle before the game), but it was pretty obvious that he was going to leave after the season. His departure to Seattle was being discussed during the week before XXXII and all off season before they kicked off '98 against the Lions at Lambeau. That was what made that year feel so odd.
I happen to be a long time subscriber to the theory fans carry brutal losses longer than the wins.
level of agreement = eleventy billion %
