When I tell others who my team for football is, they often ask why. Since 1984, I loved the Chicago Bears from Chicago, Illinois. Like every Chicago Bear fan, I was ecstatic when the Chicago Bears won the Super bowl in 1985. With the ups and downs, I still held true to my Chicago Bears. I bought a heavy coat, hats, a Walter Payton jersey, and a Brian Piccolo jersey.
Other people choose their teams due to team colors, gang affiliation(s), and what they may see celebrities wear in support for different teams. I will admit there are certain colors I am attracted to, but I don’t like the team. I am a Leo, so the Lion is my Zodiac sign, but that doesn’t mean I should buy everything Detroit Lions. The Saint Louis Cardinals give all military personnel free tickets when they play at home, but that does not mean I have to buy everything Saint Louis Cardinals. I am from Boston, but that does not mean I have to be a Boston Red Sox fan. To be plain, I will not wear something due to team colors and I am not affiliated in a gang. It is a shame that gangs pick certain teams as their “cut.” Cut is a term used by motorcycle clubs in connection to their jackets and/or color affiliation(s).
I grew up despising this team. I grew up hating everything they stood for. I thought of this team as slime due to their team colors. If you would have to guess the team, who would you guess that I despise? You are correct… the Green Bay Packers. I did not care who was on the team. I would call them Slime Bay or the Slackers. I recorded the first Chicago Bears preseason game against Denver Broncos. Instead of recording this game it recorded the career of Bret Favre. The highlights of his ups and downs as well as his addiction to pain killers were very interesting. He overcame by looking for help of his addiction. This brought me to a new level of respect for Bret Favre. The more I viewed the film of his career, the more I liked him. The more I viewed the team as a whole, the more I see how compassionate they are. They all tend to have fun and money was never a big issue with any of the players.
Someone told me the “G” on the Green Packers’ Helmet means Greatness. As with other people in the football world, I though the “G” was for Green Bay; or Slime Bay as I referred to them as. As I researched what the “G” stood for on the helmet, it is true. George Braisher in 1961 created the trademark logo which we see on the helmets of the Green Bay Packers today. Since then, Georgia Bulldogs and Grambling State Tigers have asked Green Bay if they could use the logo, in their own way of course. Green Bay gave them permission to use the logo, but not the exact logo. This information came from the Business Insider, which is a reputable news source. When I read and researched this information, I was compelled to change from the Chicago Bears to the Green Bay Packers. I know a lot of people would not like my choice of team and may consider me as a traitor, but I like teams that matter to me. If I buy a hat or team apparel, you bet I have a reason for it; and a good reason at that.
I consider myself “Great” in so many ways. Some may not agree with me and believe I am vain. I have a belief that is very simple. If I don’t believe I am great or phenomenal, who will? I often referred to myself as phenomenally awesome. I say that often because I believe the more I say it in my head, the more I will believe it. It is like watching uplifting YouTube videos that tell you to say certain things to yourself to help you though the things that are putting you down in life. On that note, I am awesome. I am phenomenally awesome. I am number one. I am great.
I will not give up my Walter Payton or Brian Piccolo jerseys because I consider them to be great players with heart and passion, but I will sport the “G” for Greatness to remind myself daily of who I am in my eyes, in my parent’s eyes, and in my dog’s eyes.
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