I couldn’t have been more than seven years old when a Vikings fan poured beer on me. This was at Soldier Field in either 1988 or 1989. An ass-kicking had occurred. In Week 3, 1988, we lost at home to the Vikings 31-7. In Week 2, 1989, we beat the Vikings at home 38-7.
After one of those two games, as my parents and brother left the stands, an either empowered or embarrassed Vikings fan in the seats above our exit let loose an either angry or anguished Viking cry and dumped beer on a group of Bears fans who were leaving.