One of the things that people like to do to keep their minds off the shit in their lives is complain. Or, if you will, whine.
Unfortunately, the Packers aren't the Bears or Lions or Browns or Raiders. They're 6-4. So we have to stretch the "justification for complaint" envelope a bit.
Because the other shit in people's lives is still there. And, well, it's going to rub off.
Most of us probably don't expect perfection out of the Packers. But we still want some things to be perfect. And since we know the other shit aint ever going to be perfect, we take it out on things we're sufficiently ignorant and naive enough about to still believe in tooth fairies about. Like, e.g., the notion that GB might someday again be a dominant team.
So, okay, it's not rational.
But I'm still not satisfied. 6-4 doesn't impress me. Beating the crap out of the Detroits and the Clevelands doesn't impress me. I'm much more impressed than I was two weeks ago, yes. Yeah, we've got a shot at a wild card game, that's cool.
But no, I"m not satisfied. Because I"m not near convinced that the OL problems have been solved. Because I'm not near convinced that the pass rush problems have been solved. Because I'm not near convinced that the Packers' safeties are good enough. Because I'm not near convinced that the Packers have a good enough punter yet.
Because I'm a damn unreasonable son of a bitch. And I'm going to stay one until the fuckers start beating the crap out of playoff teams. Until they're the only team in the division that isn't in the hunt for a wild card because they've won the division by four games. Three years in a row. Until they start being a team that is competitive for home field advantage throughout the playoffs.
Completely. Totally. Entirely. Unreasonable.
Damn straight.
And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God.
Romans 12:2 (NKJV)