As a dyed-in-the-wool Midwesterner, I can safely tell you that every stereotype about folks from my region being simultaneously extremely helpful and highly passive-aggressive is 100 percent true. We will go out of our way to hold a door, pick up a dropped pen, give you directions -- and then as soon as that door closes, back turns, or car drives off, we will scowl at you and mutter about making us waste our time. Chances are, you didn’t even say thank you or “Have a nice day, now!”
But we sure as heck did. Ingrates.
Still, for all of our niceness and joviality, there is one person that we gosh-darn loyal citizens of Wisconsin despise more than anyone: Green Bay Packers defensive coordinator Dom Capers.