Yes, I was in attendance last night to watch the Packers take on the Vikings and it was, bar none, the greatest game I’ve ever had the good fortune of seeing at Lambeau Field. I was shocked at how loud the crowd was. The place was electric (though the number of Viking fans in the bleachers was a downright embarrassment) and every play seemed like it was either the greatest triumph the crowd had ever witnessed or the worst display of football ever presented on the historic tundra.
But there was one play that was the zenith of the entire night. This was, without question, the play where I lost my mind with joy:
Jumping, hugging, high-fiving and lots and lots of spilled beer ensued.
This was the play all of Packer Nation had been waiting to see since Favre signed with the Vikings. And to watch it finally unfold under the lights for a national audience to see was thrilling and cathartic in a way I have trouble even putting into words.
Without question – one of the greatest nights ever at Lambeau.