The War to End All Wars is three days away, and I’m tired of hearing about how the Packers and Bears “respect” each other.
This is football, man. It’s blood sport! Men running down the field and crashing into each other, as my daughter summed up the game when she was five.
Give me the days when Packers wore Bear-player hit lists on their wristbands. Give me the days when Ditka would play a 300-pound man at fullback just to rub the Packers’ faces in it.
Let Roger Federer and Rafael Nadal respect each other. We need some good old-fashioned loathing.