I Am Boycotting the Green Bay Packers #Paxit
Many who know me, can easily see that my passion for the Green Bay Packers has been, since my childhood, off the charts. I was a kid in the 1960s, or as we like to refer to it in Wisconsin: “The Lombardi Era.” Inspired by Coach Vince Lombardi and the many titles his Green Bay Packers won for our state, I worked very hard in high school and received Wisconsin All-State Football honors. From there, I headed off to college, fully intending to work my way up to become a Green Bay Packer someday, until a neck injury ended my football career in the first year of college. I joke that “God broke my neck” to change my direction.
Even my present email address has Jerry Kraemer’s number 64, which was the number I took in high school.
In 1997, I was a Parochial Vicar in Janesville, WI (home and parish of Speaker Paul Ryan). The Packers and Brett Favre were making everyone a Packer fan. Caught up in the Brett Favre/Green Bay Packer enthusiasm, at the beginning of the 1997 season, after the final blessing at Mass, I would say, “1,2,3” and the congregation would respond, “Go Packers!” Then the Packers would win. The second week of the season, I had to go out of town, and the Packers lost. Members of the parish half-joked, “Don’t do that again … we need to say ‘Go Packers’ so they win.” Three weeks later, I had to go out of town again, and the Packers had their second loss. Now members of the parish seemed to put joking aside, and said, “Don’t leave!” Five wins later, I had to go out of town again, and they lost. I had a local reporter of the Janesville Gazette in my pews, and he thought it was a cute story to print. He did, and the New York Times picked up the story. So, on the last game of the season, ABC, NBC and CBS set up their cameras in our choir loft, so they could film the “Go Packers” cheer at the end of Mass. We did it, and the Packers won, and they were off to the playoffs (I’ve since come to understand that such things are not appropriate in church. See my conversion story HERE).
Even the book I wrote, Church Militant Field Manual, quotes legendary Packer Coach, Vince Lombardi, as he was a daily Mass goer, and often served at Mass (which was the Traditional Latin Mass, at the time). Here’s my favorite quote:
“And in truth, I’ve never known a man worth his salt who in the long run, deep down in his heart, didn’t appreciate the grind, the discipline. There is something in good men that really yearns for discipline and the harsh reality of head to head combat. I don’t say these things because I believe in the ‘brute’ nature of men or that men must be brutalized to be combative. I believe in God, and I believe in human decency. But I firmly believe that any man’s finest hour — his greatest fulfillment to all he holds dear — is that moment when he has worked his heart out in a good cause and lies exhausted on the field of battle — victorious.”
In recent days, those on social media know that I have been poking at the recent Pachamama travesty in Rome by presenting a new superstar called, “Packadada” (translates to “Packer Father” 😉 ).
I’m even a part owner of the Green Bay Packers. See my stock certificate below.
So, you can see that, if I am not the most super of super fans, I am among the most super.
Why I am Boycotting the Packers
I have been wrestling with this for several days, after discovering that the Packers donated to Planned Parenthood (see article HERE). I’ve used all kinds of rationales, such as, “Well, then I need to boycott the world, since so many donate to Planned Parenthood.” But, here’s the thing. I needed to understand just how “attached” I am to the Green Bay Packers. I believe God is challenging me, “Do you really want to do EVERYTHING you can to end the worst genocide in human history? Prove it.” And so, I can’t not do this.
So, here I am Lord, I come to do Your will. I will cease watching/following the Green Bay Packers until that day when they come to their senses, admit their egregious mistake, and cease to funnel money to those who kill innocent children. This is SO HARD, but I love God and those babies more than the Green Bay Packers.
