I'm just old enough to remember the games of the late 80s and early 90s. My dad, who had been present in person for the first two superbowls (and, obviously, the previous National Championship games), was a tried and true, born and bred Packers fan. He watched every game he could during the Gory Years, and the way he made it through was by turning into a community event. Before even being old enough to remember the games (I was born in early 82), I can remember going over to his friend's houses or having them come over to ours, and all of us kids either pretending to understand what was happening on screen or jetting off to play, while the husbands all watched, and the wives variously emulated the kids or actually took part in watching. My earliest memories of being a Packers fan come from the very beginning of the Majik Man years, when I was given "mute the commercial" duties, and rather than rooting for the team to win as much - even though those late 80s years had more hope than the majority of the dark ages - I would focus on learning how on Earth the dads seemed to know what penalties or yards-to-gain would be before the announcers or refs actually called it. This led me to learning the rules of the game before actually liking watching the football itself, weirdly. I remember being enamored with Don, and wanting to be able to grow my hair like him. I remember how the tone of these meetings changed subtly after 1992, and drastically after 1995. Oddly enough, once Green Bay started winning for real, these community game events died off. People were having fun actually watching the Packers play, and seemingly no longer needed each other to enjoy them.
I'm not so sure that I'd mind terribly if the Packers got bad again for a while (not TOO long, of course). I miss those days, if that makes any sense.