I never realized how serious Packer's fans were until I moved to
Wisconsin -it's cult-like.
Brian's hunting buddy Mike & his wife gave us tickets to Sunday's game against Atlanta for our wedding. Mike & Kari share the tickets with four other family members making it was an extremely generous gift.
To get tickets is nearly impossible unless the holder, as bad as it sounds, dies and there are no next of kin who wish to carry on the tradition. When we sat down, the guy next to Brian looks at us and says, "are you Gloudemans?", as if we stole the tickets.
The best part was walking around the parking lot before the game, people watching at it's finest...
Note the set up in the background.
No, he's not on the team.
It's official, we're cheeseheads.