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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Clay&#039;s Jock Strap" data-source="post: 271359" data-attributes="member: 1977">Late to this thread but I can say that this is without doubt like shooting fish in a barrel.  The answer will seem lame but if I answered any other way I'd be lying so...  It was the moments right after SB XXXI.I was born in September of 1968 so right after SB II.  Pretty much, I grew up a Packer fan who knew nothing but pain and misery - but I heard all my dad's stories about Lombardi and the glory days.  Hell, I thought Don Majkowski and the Pack of '89 were the cat's meow - I'd never really seen better in Green Bay.  95% of the curse words in my vocabulary were learned on Sunday afternoons listening to my dad watch the pitiful Packers during the '70s and '80s.After all those years of suffering and futility, after SB XXXI I openly wept like a baby.  It was an uncontrollable catharsis of decades of frustration and agony.  I'll never forget that moment as long as I live.  In my life there have been few like it.  My wedding, the birth of my son, and MAYBE graduation from college.  On my death bed I am sure it will be one of the memories swimming in my head and it will leave me with a smile.  ********, that was a great feeling.</blockquote>

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