NO JOY IN TITLETOWN OVER SEATTLE LOSS TO PATRIOTS IN SUPER BOWL XLIX
I am a Green Bay Packer fan. At times, I claim to be the biggest, greatest, most loyal Green Bay Packer fan of all time, even though I know that I’m not. I don’t have time to be anyone’s biggest fan. Having been born in 1970, the year the Packers went on a thirty-year hiatus from greatness, I endured the worst years in Packer history, save the 1950’s, and bonded with a team that could seldom finish better than 8-8. I loved them anyway.
I am a Packer owner. I own one share of Green Bay Packer stock… an investment which shall never earn me a dividend, unless you count bragging about owning a piece of my team as a dividend. In this aspect, the purchase has made me rich. Yes, monetarily, it is a worthless piece of paper. But Packer owners don’t buy stock in our team for personal financial reasons. We buy stock in our team because the team has asked us to do so, and because our investment has helped the team survive extinction, bankruptcy, and being forced to disband because our small town market couldn’t keep up with the big market teams. We buy stock in our team because we love our team. Most of us will do it again the next time the Packers come calling.
THE PACKER ROOM, MY HOUSE
The NFC championship game that the Packers lost to the Seahawks on January 18, 2015 is still sitting in the bowels of Packer fans like a bad batch of pinto beans. To have watched your team hold the lead for the entire game, only to give up 15 points in 44 seconds, plunging the game into overtime and then to lose that game in overtime is painful beyond belief. But that pain isn’t just from the loss. It isn’t ONLY because that loss kept your team from the Super Bowl and a possible 14th world championship. The real pain is in the realization that such a loss shall go down in your opponents annals as their greatest win of all time, and that we Packer fans will have to endure the media discussing the game and its miracle outcome for the rest of our lives, much like Cowboy fans have had to endure the endless discussions of the infamous “Ice Bowl.”
Even so, many of the Packer fans I know were pulling for Seattle in the Super Bowl last week, largely because most of them are tired of the Patriots and their decade of success. That said, a general neutrality fell over the state of Wisconsin during Super Bowl week, and many Packer fans refused to watch the game at all, as the pain was still far too intense to even get close to a football game.
We all know how the Super Bowl ended. There needs to be no discussion here about play calling or blah, blah, blah. But in the week since the Seahawks blew their chance at a second straight championship there has been a lot of talk and discussion — especially on social media pages — about karma.
The Cowboys shouldn’t have beaten the Lions; the Packers shouldn’t have beaten the Cowboys; the Seahawks shouldn’t have beaten the Packers; the Patriots shouldn’t have beaten the Seahawks.
Karma was responsible for all of it, evidently.
I’m not much of a “Karma” guy. Generally, I treat people like I want to be treated, not because I think karma’s gonna get me if I’m an ass.
For a good example of the karma pitch, have a look at this link:
I find no comfort, no solace, no endearing emotions whatsoever in Seattle’s Super Bowl loss. I’m not smirking, feeling smug, or resisting an urge to yell, “In your face!” to the Seattle faithful. Likewise, I feel no sympathy, no remorse, and certainly no empathy for the Seahawks’ fans. What is, simply is.
For a true fan of any team of any sport, there is never any real joy in the demise of another team. Real happiness always comes from your team’s success, not another’s failure.
If there is ANY possible good that comes from the outcome of this football season, it’s that there’s a slight possibility that Packer Nation won’t have to endure Seattle’s version of the “Ice Bowl” quite as often as we would have if they’d have beaten the Patriots.
I doubt it, though.