The "Class" of the NFL?

Stories about the "Pakk" and "Pakker" fans

Chester Marcol

"The Boomer," Chester Marcol was one of the Pakker legends of the early 1970s. Marcol routinely hit 40 and 50 yard field goals for the "Pakk," helping propel the team to a Central Division title. Privately, Marcol fought alcholism, finally overcoming the "demon." In the late 1970s and early 1980s, Marcol fell into decline. After a wide-left or wide right, the classy "Pakker" fans would greet Marcol with a rain of "Have a beer, Chester" jeers, as well as a rain of beer itself. "Pakker" fans and class...notice how you don't mention them much in the same sentence?

Dan Devine's Dog

One of the better football minds of 1960s and 70s, Dan Devine left the University of Missouri to become head coach of the "Pakk." Within a few seasons, Devine was able to lead the "Pakk" to a Central Division title and playoff appearance against the George Allen-led Washington Redskins.

Devine was handicapped by a team management that made awful trades (aging vet John Hadl) and refused to spend money. After one loss, a classy "Pakker" fan killed Devine's pet dog in retaliation for the loss.

After his stint with the "Pakkers," Devine--deemed "washed-up" by knowledgable "Pakker" fans--led the University of Notre Dame Fighting Irish to a national championship.

"Pakker" fans and class...notice how you don't use those two words much in the same sentence?

Reggie White

Contributed by "Wildman" Here are some thoughts on Reggie "Betty" White.

*When White was a free agent, he said money wasn't important and he wanted to go someplace where he could help inner-city youth. What does he do? He goes to the highest bidder, and the one place in the NFL where there are little, if any, inner city problems.

*And what about that temper, Reverend? He's supposed to be a man of God, and yet he's been seen on TV shoving cameramen and cursing them out! Also, White's threated to "take out" anyone who roughs up Farve (pronounced Fa-vor). Well isn't this FOOTBALL? You're supposed to rough up your opponent.

*He also bitched about contract holdouts and paying enough money to the players, and yet he didn't offer to defer any of his precious cash as did Sean Jones. Way to be a team player, Betty.

*Then there's the matter of his church burning down. He had the gall to come to the fans and beg for money to rebuild it! The fans work in factories and paper mills and spend half a paycheck just to watch him play, and this millionaire have the nerve to want THEIR money.

*Finally, adding insult to injury, while his Tennessee parishioners were working hard to rebuild their church, White leaves them and moves to Green Bay to be a permanent Green Bush resident.

The bottom line is that Reggie "Betty" White is driven by greed and greed alone.

"Pakker" fans and class....notice how you don't use those two words much in the same sentence?

Packer Game Fun

Hungry? Have a world famous (not really) Lame-bo field brat. Then, a few minutes later, be stricken to the lav to excrete the "Pakker" land-mine (Princess Di, we need you). Not to worry, the septic system gets pumped out and spread over a farmer's field. From the field springs corn. The corn is fed to the farmer's pig. The pig is slaughtered for sausage. The sausage is fed back to hungry "Pakker" fans. "Pakker" games, not just a sporting event, but a chance to dine with 60,000 in-bred townies!!

"Pakker" fans and class...notice how you don't use those two words much in the same sentence?

Gilbert Brown

Remember when sports "heroes" were actually people that you wouldn't mind hanging around with, maybe even let your kids meet? Remember those pictures of Babe Ruth surrounded by mobs of kids? The great Bambino would have an usher bring out a stool and gladly sit down and spend the late afternoon signing baseballs until the last young lad left satisfied.

I remember Canadiens great Jean Beliveau flipping me a puck over the glass after skating warm-ups at the old Chicago Stadium. After the game, he had an usher bring me a broken stick that he used that night. Outside, Le Gros Bill autographed it and then had a clubhouse boy bring me some hot chocolate to warm me up after my hour-plus wait in single digit temperatures. To this day, I cherish that stick.

Well, this isn't 1927 nor is it 1967! In 1997, we have Pakker greats like Gilbert Brown. Brown is commonly referred to as a 350 pound "run stopper." More like a 350 pound tub of fat goo, if you ask me.

Gilbert, using his artery-clogged body to its advantage, even had a cholesterol-laden burger named after him at local Burger Kings. Though not quite up to the "Babe's" standards in public relations, our hero Gilbert decided that he would use the off- season to practice his defensive aggressiveness on "the little lady."

If Gilbert can't be The Babe or Le Gros Bill, well at least he can be O.J. Which was exactly what he became when he subjected his girlfriend to a savage beating last August 18. Mr. Brown came to a disagreement with "the girl" and decided that he would show her who was boss by winging her over the couch like a hammer thrower in the Olympics. Amazingly, police officers arrested Gilbert after his badly bruised girlfriend called for assistance in leaving the lair of "Gilbert the Barbarian."

Of course, no Pakker can do any wrong. So it comes as no surprise that Brown County District Attorney John Zakowski recently stated, "We'll be making a request for probation and problem management counseling." In other words, as far as the Pakkers are concerned, domestic violence isn't a crime.

We are all awaiting the day when Gilbert will say, "I loved her too much." Hope he has a white Bronco.

"Pakker" fans and class...notice how you don't use those two words much in the same sentence?

Brett Farve

Remember when everyone used to wink about Paul Horning's off-field, late night shenanigans?

Of course, a few drinks after lights out seems somewhat innocent. And, of course, the old "Golden Boy" has nothing on the newest "Yellow Boy."

While Horning might have thrown back a few twelve-year-old Scotchs, Brett prefers to toss back a few pain killers.

Great role model for the kids.

Bill Clinton

Bill Clinton is the Pakkers number one fan!

Bubba loves the Pakk! Between Mickey D's runs, Slick Willie watches the Pakk! In 1996, Bubba swung by the Pakk during the pre-season to wish them the best. In return, Bub got a leather Pakker jacket...with extra large pockets to fit his super size fries.

After the season, the Slickster had the whole team by the house for a visit. He even got jersey from fellow Bubba, Brett Farve.

"Yee-haw! Hill and I got some classic 'Hee-Haw' episodes on tape. Y'all wanna watch? I got some nudies too."

"Pakker" fans and class...notice how you don't use those two words much in the same sentence?

"Packers Suck"

In a January 26th story in the Badger Herald, reporters Rebecca Hailpern and Matt Halverson detail the "greatness" and loyalty of Pakker fans following the season-ending loss to the Broncos.

According to the article, "[S]ome game watchers were blatant in their disappointment with the Packers loss. Shouts of 'Packers suck' echoed down State Street."

Pakker fans and class...notice how you don't use those two words much in the same sentence.


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