I Blame You Jim

Last night's Green Bay loss to the Vikings didn't hurt as much as I thought it would, because I firmly believe that Jim McMahon's heinous jacket was to blame. The man was inexplicably standing on the sidelines during the showdown, so if anyone has a photo of it, because believe you me- I have been searching in vain, please send it along. Words can not do justice to the roadkill-meets-rodeo jacket he was sporting. It was thoroughly distracting to the Packers, and especially my man B. Favre. Every time he went to throw, his vision was either a.) blinded by the tassels swinging off McMahon's leather jacket or b.) tricked into thinking there were two dead foxes propped on his massive shoulders. Meanwhile, the wide receivers were too busy running for their lives thinking it was 1987 and Don "The Majik Man" Majkowski was their quaterback again. (after further research... it was pointed out to me that the man standing next to McMahon was no other than The Majik Man himself- whoooops!)

And so my friends, blame not Brett Favre's susceptibility to interceptions and our lack of defense by men who look like Tracy Chapman (sorry Al Harris, u know i luf u), blame the one who led da Bears to victory and the Super Bowl Shuffle's inability to dress himself.