The parking ramps filled up early. There was a steady, guttural rumble in the air. And walking toward TCF Bank Stadium we could observe a gaudy mix of green, yellow and purple all simmering in a toxic 80-proof broth. There are people today whose eyeballs are throbbing.
What happened after that? Don't be silly. The same thing that always happens.
The Vikings lowered their horns in deference to the alpha males of the NFC North. The "new" Vikings? The "crumbling" Packers? Not until the Vikings quit clutching their petticoats at the mere sight of those Green Bay helmets.