Growing up in San Diego, my family and I were all dyed in the wool Chargers fans. But I always had a soft spot for the Packers. I went to church with
John Brockington and loved listening to him talk about his playing days. That affinity was only strengthened when I got married and moved to Montana (where my wife is from). Her family has always cheered for the Packers, as her little brother decided he really loved green & gold when he was about four years old.
So when the Chargers dirtbag owner, who can't afford to build himself a stadium, decided to drag our team off to the disgusting wasteland that is Los Angeles, it seemed natural to turn my attention to the Pack. I already know quite a bit about them and have always pulled for them in the playoffs. More importantly, the family I have up here all cheers for them and I want to give my sons the experience I had: everyone rooting together and living/dying with each play.
It would seem that this organization is everything that the Chargers' is not: organized, capable, and committed. In ways, it feels wrong for a born and raised Chargers fan to root for a franchise this successful. But I'm sure I'll get over it.