My Official Green Bay Packer Blog

Doctor Icewater usually rises to the challenge. I mean Keee-reist, the guy can hit the bell in the tower of Green Bay’s city hall:

But a 52-yarder with pennies left on the clock was too much to ask. Even so, the game had been lost long before that. For example, allow me to introduce The Five Matadors!

Rodgers was sacked 4 times, knocked down and mauled about a dozen more. It looked like each time there was a pass rush, someone in this front five was shouting Olé! (Tausch looks awesome in the mouseketeer hat, no?) Had the Packers not run back an interception AND a punt for scores, this game would have been over long before the clock read :26.

And so it went. We got home-jobbed on a safety, Olé’d on a second safety, and Rodgers didn’t often have more than the time it takes to say Double-D before he had to get rid of the ball.

And on the other side of the ball - AFD. McCarthy sounds like he preaches fundamentals all the time, but the Packers just can’t seem to wrap up any ball carriers unless they weigh less than 180 pounds. Ball hawking? The Packers have it down. Most picks (16) and most picks to result in touchdowns (11 - dbl check that, plz). Maybe the Packers are trading ball hawks for tackling, because they can’t stop a single professional running back.

Then there’s the robot. Aaron Rodgers. He’s been doing and saying so many of the right things, it’s like he’s been programmed. Unfortunately, as with most robots, the effort you get at the end of a tight game is the same as the effort you get at the beginning and middle. There isn’t a deeper place Rodgers can dig to for a next level, a 5th gear or that mythical extra-credit effort to get you to 110%. But with a robot usually comes precision of movement and clear decision making. Rodgers has had the blue screen of death come up during a few series (like the start of the Tennessee game), but after a few reboots, he seems to get his code straight and is able to resume program and play like the robot he’s been. I look forward to the day when he can carry the team on his back, but hey, this is his first year. They were chanting for Majkowski during Favre’s first season.

But I’ll give Captain Condom his props. Nearly 200 yards on 30 carries. And he’s always ready should the woman with the largest vagina in the world ever show up to watch him play. If we only knew how to tackle dudes who wear condoms on their heads.

And if poor tackling, a fight card full of matadors for an O line, a rebooting robot and a mediocre (yet highly paid) running back wasn’t enough, a broken banjo string in Nick Barnett’s knee is going to keep him out for the rest of the season.

The Packers are 4-5 looking up at the Vikes and Bears with the Bears coming to town next week.

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