I’ve given it sometime to settle. That taste in my mouth from Sunday’s game is finally starting to disappear. It took awhile. It was sort of like the time when I was a kid and had to take One-a-Day vitamins. I thought it would be a good idea to chew the tablet. Worst tasting thing in the world. Or the time I thought Jaggie's and late night taco's would be a good idea. I'm not going into details on that one...

But I just can't get some of those plays out of my mind... Greg Jennings running free downfield and ball juuuuuust out of his reach... A-Rod having his facemask ripped off and the zebra standing there with his mouth open but instead of making the call choking like Momma Cass tearing into a 12-inch meat lovers special.

It's over... it's really over. No more waking up Sunday mornings and getting that feeling in the pit of your stomach. No more checking the injury reports to see who is in and who is out. None of the stuff that makes living in Northeast Wisconsin from September to January so phenomenal. It's over... how do you fill the void...? Ice fishing? snowshoeing? watching old movies??? I don't know... I don't know... help me people!!! Don’t make me go back to the Jaggies and tacos to ease my pain...