Since we will secure homefield on Sunday (barring a divine intervention and He's too busy with Tebow) and the issue of the perfect season has been discussed at great length, I thought it might be nice to ruminate on what team you WANT to visit the Hallowed Grounds on January 15th. Frankly, I would prefer to avoid the Giants or Lions, for the simple reason that both teams possess the talent and skill sets that in the event they play the game of the year, and the Pack does not bring their "A" game, an upset is possible. Obviously, as we have learned over the past years, nothing is guaranteed in the NFL (think NO - Sea 2010).
In reality, I do think we will have a relatively easy time of it, and am thinking of exactly which team I would like to see buried under an avalanche of Rodgers TD passes. While I do live in Giants territory, I find them a difficult team to hate. Ergo, I begin to look at alternatives. Obviously, near the top of every Cheesehead's list would be the Bares. Absent Jay Cutler, it would be amusing to watch Caleb Hanie fling passes to our secondary, and then watch Brian Urkelacher (sic) chase the Packer receivers all over the field. Humiliating the Bears is always a great way to spend an afternoon. Some may say, whoa, what about Hanie last year? The answer is obvious. Hanie was under no pressure last year. He did not have all week to realize what was going on. He was supposed to fail, had no expectations, was relaxed, and had nothing to lose. After watching Hanie against the Chiefs and Broncos, he is of little concern.
However, there is one team I would rather see in Lambeau on the 15th. While I may hate the Bares I despise the Cowgirls and their arrogant, candyass owner Geraldine Jones. One can virtually guarantee that if Tony Romo manages not to throw away the first round of the playoffs, he will have to compensate for it in the next game. What could possibly be more fun than watching Aaron dismantle the Dullas defense and watch Rob Ryan waddle down the field drive after drive? Obviously, watching Geraldine go apoplectic in the box might be as amusing, but you can also count on Jason (What's a Clock?) Garrett to provide countless photo ops with that Clueless Ernest (from the late Jim Varney) look on his face for your viewing pleasure.
What say you fellow Cheeseheads?