With the TV grid year here, and Vikings winning, can Canton be far beyond for codger?

It may not be Canton, but even the Packer Hall of Fame left one People Eater turning Purple, even though the Vikings have been locally viewed to be at .500, (at least for the time being).

— A local middle-aged man told others at the bar that he had taken his father, who is a longtime diehard Viking fan, to the rival Packer Hall of Fame, at the other end of Minnesconsin. During a tour, the two were similarly introduced and this prompted a tongue-in-cheek remark by one of the hosts that maybe this was an “intervention.”

— The St. Paul Pioneer Press anointed the various area Buffalo Wild Wings franchises as second on their long list of the best places to watch a Viking game and have great eats as well. But what about the branch in Hudson and the Packers that take precedence there? A server said that here in Wisconsin, you will not find the Viking beer challenge, where Purple patrons can taste five different varieties and guess which one is the official brew of that Black and Blue division squad. I’m guessing it would be dark beer. And why, being Wisconsin with our love of beer, is there no such thing here?
— After the big win over Detroit, a really big guy stayed afterward at Dick’s and removed his No. 5 Viking jersey and wrapped it around his neck, using it to wipe away sweat when his dancing got to be too vigorous. One wonders if the player who has that jersey, quarterback Teddy Bridgewater, has every had to do the same when the heat is on about his performing, such as after the season opener.
— With Adrian Peterson’s breakout game, as seen on local sports bars, the pregame comments of an analyst, shown repeatedly on typed copy on the lower part of the TV screen, said that fans need not worry about the return to stardom of “A.D.” Was that a misprint, or foretelling the dawning of a new age for the star running back, who now is 30. Days later, it was announced that longtime broadcaster Dick Enberg was retiring. It was noted that he has won the Ford C. Frick Award. Considering the title, is that one you would really want?
— A bartender at Dick’s who is never at a loss for words said that while working during the Republican debate, a trio of people asked that the TV settings be changed to show it. Their request was politely declined, and they reportedly got a little miffed. The explanation given: If people can’t always get along when the debate is simply Packers vs. Vikings, how can you expect alcohol and politics to mix?

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