. . . a hell of a lot easier if I didn't care about football. If you are a fan of Wisconsin-based football teams, and I am, this was as depressing a weekend of football as you can imagine. It's not just that the Badgers and the Packers both lost to Minnesota-based teams, it's the way it happened. Both the Badgers and the Packers looked as though they were lacking in talent, motivation, and coaching.
Understand this -- I'm not begrudging the Gophers and the Vikings their respective victories. Both teams earned them, decisively in the case of the Gophers. But man, it sucked. It was a 1977 weekend all over again.
I'm assuming Mike McCarthy is a dead man walking in Green Bay. Things aren't necessarily dire in Madison; you could chalk the results this year up to inexperience, key injuries, and an abnormally difficult road schedule; well, you could, until the Gophers came into Camp Randall and kicked Bucky Badger in the teeth.
For the last 25 years or so, the standards east of the St. Croix River have been high. Neither team has come close to meeting those expectations. In 1968, the year the Packers began their 25 years in the football wilderness, Bart Starr was 34 years old. Fifty years on, in 2018, Aaron Rodgers is 34 years old. In 1968, a once innovative and aggressive franchise seemed old and tired, lacking leadership and accountability. Packers fans hope that history will not repeat itself, but you have to wonder.