On Memorial Day we have a lot to be thankful for as Americans.
First and foremost all of the soldiers who gave their life to protect and secure our freedom – we should also not forget all the men and women who have served and are currently serving both home and abroad.
Living in the greatest country in the world no doubt gives us the ultimate gift to an unlimited quantity of freedom. By this we get to enjoy the greatest game on earth and cheer for the team of our choice.
I am often taken aback and reminded of why it is a privilege to be part of the greatest franchise in sports today and forever.
As Green Bay Packers fans we don’t have to worry about our stadium being renamed to Pepsi Field or selling out to any other entity. We also never have to worry about our team being moved in the middle of the night to another city.
Why? Because as fans we have been given the greatest gift of any fan base. That is to own a part of the team.
Living in Virginia it is always nice to bump into fellow Packers fans. Just the other night at my oldest two daughters’ dance recital I spotted a guy that I did not know his name but knew he was a Packers fan. I had bumped into him last summer at a fair while I was wearing a Packers hat and shirt.
He approached me and instantly started talking about the Packers. It is always a good feeling but this man was a well-educated fan. When I saw him this last time being a Wisconsin native, he was obviously stoked with the selection of Jared Abbrederis.
He assured me he would instantly make the return game a credible impact on the league. The man also ensured me undrafted free agent Adrian Hubbard would be a big benefit to the defensive side of the ball. Needless to say I walked away feeling refreshed.
Wisconsin natives may not understand just how good it is to bump into a Packers fan living in Virginia. This past Mother’s Day I was in the card aisle with what seemed like a million other sons and daughters, yet again wearing a Packers hat. The cards were getting consumed like buffet food when the lady responsible for restocking them noticed my hat.
She quickly noted that I was a Packers fan and filled me in on the fact she was a lifelong fan. Her family was from Wisconsin and several of them were season ticket holders.
Whether it is at a gas pump or a vendor/supplier comes by my desk at work and notices the Packers calendar, clock and sometimes computer wallpaper all of these conversations get started with three little words. GO PACK GO!!!
Let us take today and every other day to be thankful for the men and women who give us the freedom to enjoy a game and root for the greatest franchise on this planet.