The sun is setting earlier and earlier here in Wisconsin, and if you have been following along—that means troll time. I don’t even bother to bring the TV inside anymore. I leave it plugged in and sitting on the workbench in preparation for the game. Halfway through the pre-game show, I heard a knock on the door. In they tumbled, Oton, Uredd, Pod, and Venn with Sila, Leaf and Smekk close behind. As I started to ask if Gaven would be coming, Smekk screamed like a teenage girl at a pretty boy concert.
I spun around and saw her favorite player right there on the big screen, dumping water on his blonde tresses. Suddenly a sound like potatoes hitting concrete brought my attention back to the smitten trolless.
“Ah, Smekk, get up,” Leaf said, kicking her friend in the ribcage.
It’s going to be a long night, Packer Fans.