Packer Backer

Trip Start Nov 10, 2009
Trip End Dec 18, 2009

Loading Map
Map your own trip!
Map Options
Show trip route
Hide lines

Flag of United States  , Wisconsin
Sunday, November 15, 2009

I left Manitowoc and 35 minutes later landed in Green Bay, WI.  I checked-in with Trish at the Ramada Inn.  She was a classic Midwestern gal, tall, blonde and not thin but, not overweight either.  She also had that great charm that the middle of our country is famous for.

The check-in line was rife with characters all decked out in Packer green and yellow.  Most prominent was a 50 year old man wearing a raccoon skin hat that flowed down around his shoulders.  The 'coon's head sat on top of his head all taxidermed out.  And Miranda I'm sorry I could neither buy it from him or shoot his picture.  I left my camera in the car and the line was long.  I know!!!

My hotel was about 2 1/2 miles from hallowed Lambeau Field, home of the Green Bay Packers a place steeped in NFL history.  After all this is title-town!  Whilst I am not a Packer fan per se this was on this day and drank in the fans and the history of this team.

I decided I would ride my bike to the game to see the fans in their full glory.  I unpacked then outfitted and hit the bike towards the field. Along the way I saw tons of "Packer Backers".  Many of the fans  intersected their lifestyle with their fandom.  Hunting guys wearing Packer camo and overalls.  Cowgirls wearing green and yellow cowboy boots.  Lots of farm apparel made to show support of their team.

Green Bay is an odd town for a stadium.  Residences buttress the field and the stadium is surrounded by homes and retail businesses.  It's more main street than wall street in this town.  Yeah, I like this place and with that I offer a "Bud Adams" to my former employer. 

I rode my bike down Hansen to Oneida then right down Lombardi Way to Lambeau.  I rode through throngs of happy tailgaters.  The spreads were remarkable and copious. Brats and cheeses filled the air.  Let's not forget lots of beer.  The fans were very cordial and welcoming.  Sometimes you can feel it in the vibe.  This place had a great vibe.

I steered my bike through the endless residents offering "yard parking".  They enticed customers with signs that read "Easy In, Easy Out",  "Free Coffee"  and "You keep, Your Keys"  Many of them had broom sticks or canes that they waved out front welcoming you onto their lawn or driveway.  I was immediately brought back to the 1998 Iowa State Fair that had nearly the exact same scene right near the fairgrounds.  Lambeau didn't have the "butter cow".  A cow carved out of butter that you can take bread or a cracker to.  As I rode on through some tailgate areas I was greeted with surprise.  I can't say I saw any other bikes on this day. 

Approaching a parking gate I asked the attendees where I might park my bike.  They didn't know and were concerned about it being stolen.  I showed them my space age bike lock and they nodded.  Then I started in with this exchange that was repeated half a dozen times "Can I leave it here?", "No" etc. etc. etc. Until I got my "Yes  and I tied my bike up to a no-parking sign.

Then I went walking for tickets which took a little while.  I finally picked up a ticket from a scalper named "Rod".  He told me they were "Player's Seats".  I knew he was lying but, the ticket was in the section I wanted to be in so, done and done. 

I toured the tailgate area, had a brat and a beer, bought a hat and took tons of pictures.  The 3 drunk girls dancing in the back of the pick-up made me laugh, the guys with the red fluorescent overalls made me laugh, there were somethings that didn't make me laugh though.

My seat was amazing.  It was on the 35-40 yard line and had wonderful sight-lines.  I soon learned that while Lambeau is amazing and the fans are so good hearted,  the scene was not without its caricatures.

There was the guy behind me that decided to do color-commentary of the whole game.  He was announcing the game to his wife or girlfriend who was not interested in doing the play-by-play but, was all too interested in encouraging him with her hoots and hollers based upon absolutely no knowledge of football which made it worse because this now became a "teaching opportunity".    The guys three rows in front of me to the right.  One who is large and drunk and sees himself as a combination of all the Chris Farley characters and Jeff Spicoli.  His wannabe friend who was competing with him for attention.  I think the bigger guy yelled "1st and 10 (then the crowd replies) "Do it Again" about 100 times.  That's 3-4 times per first down by the Pack, just in case you are counting.  His friend was all too happy to encourage him and get in on the action if he could.  His thing was standing on the aluminum seat and raising his arms skyward and hollering "Yeaaaaaaah!"

The game was great.  They flew F-Something Teens or Twenties over-head before the game and honored he veterans by unfurling a huge American flag.  The weather was sunny and warm it was about 40 degrees at game-time.  That temp would drop considerably by the end of the game.

The Packers went up 17-0 before Dallas scored a late TD.  Lots of defense in this "field position game"  I exited the stadium to my bike and man was it cold!  I rode my bike back to the hotel.  It was just two miles and I was warm because of the pedaling and such but, it didn't warm me up.

I got back to the hotel and thawed out a bit.  It took quite a while actually.  Then I went to get some dinner.  I first went to the hotel bar/restaurant but, as soon as I heard the DJ at monster decibels playing songs I can only hate I knew it was time for me to scram.  I went to Noodles Inc. for some Pad Thai and watched the horribly played Pats-Colts game.

Then it was time for sleep and getting gone on the next day.  Little did I know that my luck would begin to turn just the next morning.
Slideshow Report as Spam
  • Your comment has been posted. Click here or reload this page to see it below.

  • Please enter a comment.
  • Please provide your name.
  • Please avoid using symbols in your name.
  • This name is a bit long. Please shorten it, or avoid special characters.
  • Please enter your email address to receive notification
  • Please enter a valid email address


Miranda on

I am sad about the hat, I think I would have looked fabulous serving new years day dinner in it. ;) I am sad as well that there is no picture of you wearing a cheese hat.

Use this image in your site

Copy and paste this html: