I was born & raised in the great state of Minnesota. I didn’t choose my team – I was born into it. I have been a football fan since I was 5. Specifically, I have been a Vikings fan since my dad sat me down for our first game experience together.
From the time I was 5 until I went off to college, my dad and I watched every Vikings game together. I learned to “objectively critique” the team from him. And by that I mean I learned to yell and scream at the TV… sometimes even when we were winning.
Even when I was off on my own, my dad and I still shared the games. No matter where I lived in the country, my dad would always call me at half-time and after the game to discuss the team’s performance. Sometimes I’d just listen because the game wasn’t carried in the market in which I lived. If I did see the game, the post-game breakdown would be lengthy, which was pretty funny since my dad hated to be on the phone. He always had something to say about the Vikings, though.
When my dad died in 2006, I lost football for a while. It wasn’t the same after so many years of sharing it with my dad. It wasn’t until Brett Favre joined the Vikings in August 2009 that I was able to get past my grief and enjoy the game again. If it ever seems like I cut Brett a little too much slack, it’s probably because he’ll always have a place in my heart for giving me back the joy of football.
I am often described as “hard-core” by friends and acquaintances, but I am definitely no homer for the team – a legacy from my dad. I love everything about the game. I love the strategy, the adjustments, the sitting-on-the-edge-of-your-seat drama that each game brings.
I’m a huge fan of trash talk, especially involving the Packers. If you frequent the blog, you’ll see that intermixed with Vikings and NFC North-related posts. I love to debate – so don’t be shy about commenting on my posts! Thank you for reading.