Hello Packer Lounge, it's Mr. Bacon. When I am watching the Packers game, I like to fill up on necessary food like Burgers and Garlic Bread Pizza. I feel it is necessary, as a Packer fan, and a man, to enjoy the game and talk about manly stuff.

 

 

 

You know cars, women, and power tools. What I don't do, is cry wolf after the first game of the season itself.

 

Continue to read this article, as I bring out my inner Winston Wolf.

 

September 14, 2009: The Packers season has officially ended.

 

Hold on, how could it have ended?

 

Oh that's right; Allen Barbre let Aaron Rodgers get sacked two times. To think I thought this was the year the Packers win the Super Bowl. Barbre is forever skewed in Packers lore, as the man who killed the 2009 Packers. Die Barbre, and remember, laces out!

 

This now brings us to week two of the season with the Packers 1-0, and tied for first in the division and the conference.

 

That's right people, it's only week two.

 

I find it hard to believe what I have just seen in the past two days. The "bandwagoners" are calling for the head of Barbre, and some are looking into free agency for a replacement. All I can do is hold my head with my palm, and shake it in disgust. Stop for a moment and think about what you are saying. This is about an offensive lineman in the first game of the regular season, and his first ever NFL Start.

 

Let me repeat that again my snowflakes.

 

This is about an offensive lineman, in the first game of the regular season, and his first ever NFL Start.

 

Since when do "fans" care about who is starting on the offensive line? We all know in most fantasy leagues there are no lineman. Since when did these "fans" grow a brain and declare this team a disaster after their first game which they won. I said this in my previous article, these "fans "are not fans. They are analysts, who only think of positives and negatives and decide to micro-manage every aspect they can.

 

I never said we were perfect, nor did I say we would dominate.

 

The last time I checked, the Chicago Bears made more Super Bowl appearances than we did this decade. Not to mention, Lovie Smith has a 7-4 record against us. It doesn't help either that the Bears play in the same division we do, and have played us over 175 times. The corny title of "Any Given Sunday" applies all the time, as it can be a tight walk or a blowout. Plus, in a division game, all bets are off because we play these teams every year two times.

 

It didn't help either that this was the first game of the NFL Season. By first, I also mean the one out of 16 games the team plays this season. Both sides were fresh, everyone had 100 percent energy and morale, including Ogunleye. This is only the first game of the season, and already people are getting injured, while others are becoming worn down. You want to know something else; I was impressed by an unknown stat from Sunday night.

 

Jason Spitz had no holding calls last year (1000 plus snaps)

 

Jason Spitz took a thousand snaps, and had no holding calls. Spitz took a thousand snaps.

Spitz again took a thousand snaps.

 

A thousand snaps.

 

Last year Spitz had to snap his hands, and protect the ball carrier from wannabe Rajis, over a thousand times. Imagine having to fight Raji over a thousand times. The good part, the defensive line has to do all the work, because the offensive linemen rarely have to move.

 

That bring me to this...

 

The Packers never really established a double-digit drive, and actually never really got any first downs. With so many three and outs, the defense rarely got tired. Also, Rodgers tried to make the "play" every time, which caused the defense to hit him so many times because he never dumped it short. Grant was never used effectively, and when he was given the ball, he ran into his blockers, again.

 

Which brings me to my final question...

 

Who protected Rodgers on the right side, when he rain bowed the pass to Jennings?

 

Before you give me any opposition about Barbre almost letting Rodgers get sacked, just remember this one thing.

 

Rodgers never was pressed on the pass, being able to make the right throw for the job.

 

Barbre did his job, and the Packers won.

 

That's right; I share my man love with Barbre. I love him, because he is on my team, and I trust him when he screws up and that he will make an adjustment to become better. If you don't love Barbre, you don't think he belongs on the starting line, well get off my team because you are definitely not a fan.

Sure Barbre will get chewed out, and will learn from this, but to simply lose your cool after the first game of the season is definitely not what I expect.

 

This is my team, your team, and everybody else's team.

 

Life isn't fair, money doesn't grow on trees, and not everything is perfect.

 

I expect each of these fans to tighten their belts, man up, and accept this team for who they are.

 

Now, moving on to something more positive... the emergence of the Packer Pain Train. They caused Cutler headaches trying to figure out who was coming where, and his lips were quivering. Mainly because he found out Alex urinated on his Mercedes Benz before halftime. Tramon "Team Octopus A" Williams almost got three INT's in the span of three minutes, Al "Team Octopus B" Harris got a pick to win the game, and Nick Collins did something right in shutting down plays and getting an interception.

 

Johnny Jolly didn't get an INT, the ball gravitated into his stomach.

 

What about the linebackers.

 

Barnett was decent, Poppinga was cool. Hawk got pissed.

 

WAIT A SECOND! Hawk got pissed?

 

Why?

 

Most likely because USC schooled his Alma matter the other night.

 

Hawk didn't just tackle his enemies, he became H.A.W.K. He saw USC QB Matt Barkley in each opponent he delivered the perfect plex to, but he grabbed the facemask and yelled at them to never cross the line again.

 

I think Kevin Greene chuckled, while he wore a fur pelt on his shoulders and raised his claymore into the air while he lit his beard on fire, just for fun.

 

He soon had to put it out, as Brandon Chillar also used his heritage of Native American ancestry, and become The Last of the Chillhicans. The beat was played, as he let a battle cry and the Tackle tried to stop Chillar. What did Chillar do, he summoned the spirit of the eagle and floated over him only to let out a battle cry as he sacked Cutler.

 

Kampman was decent, he made Cutler dance in the pocket, screwing his rhythm.

 

Matthews was a prick to Cutler, playing head games. Obviously this was passed down from his past generations, as they were decent players as well, and knew how to intimate their opponents. Matthews was decent as well, but he had some rookie issues, yet, he looks to grow each week.

 

Finally, there is Aaron Rodgers.

 

He was the MVP of the game for the simple reason. He sucked in his stomach, manned up, and took a shot at glory.

 

That took a lot of nerve, especially with such a short distance for a first down.

 

The primary was Lee, and Jennings was to run a post route, in fact he was the only one to be deep down field and draw double coverage. Lee was covered, and Jennings was the only option. Even though it was only third down and a yard, Aaron was given the opportunity for greatness.

 

"Let me tell you something kid; Everybody gets one chance to do something great. Most people never take the chance, either because they're too scared, or they don't recognize it when it spits on their shoes...

 

... Remember kid, there's heroes and there's legends. Heroes get remembered but legends never die, follow your heart kid, and you'll never go wrong." - The Sandlot (Babe Ruth)

 

There is a fine crevice, where the quarterback goes from somebody to nobody. Rodgers took the first step to somebody, bombing the pass to Jennings, in stride. Knowing a bad throw would cost him the game.

 

That was a middle finger to his critics.

 

That won the game right there, because that pass killed the Bears morale. The first play on the Bears last chance even the receiver knew the game was over and gave up on the route and Harris picked the pass. Do not be surprised if Nathan Vasher's career ended right there. He stumbled in the clutch, and got burned, costing his team the game. He might never be Vashar again, afraid to take chances on picking off the ball.

 

Mad props to Brett Swain, as well, as his assignment in the odd play was to "protect the fake".

 

Guess what he did, he did what he was told!

 

There we go, this ends week one, and remember there is a lot of time left in the season for things to go right...

 

... and for things to go wrong.