Boo-yah! A little "Fuck Seattle" game food porn for you

A most excellent victory last night. It did not make up for the NFC title game, but I was really getting tired of having to play Seattle in Seattle. Anyway, at Lambeau, we won, they lost, and I hope they rot and burn in Hell. Other than that, I have no feelings one way or the other about the Seahawks.

The game food is another story: I have nothing but good feelings about that. Because this was a night game, I had to make game food that could double as dinner, since Mrs. Wolves would be eating her game food as dinner before the game started. This is not as hard as it sounds, given my game food repertoire. First, I made ribs:

Yeah, I smoked 'em first. Homemade sauce. Pretty damn good, folks. Very tender. I also fixed the potato recipe I used last week, the smushed red potatoes thing. Boiled them longer this time, and they smushed just right. Added a little mozzarella to the Parmesan this time. Worked well:

Added some pigs in a blanket to be game-foodier, and because that's what I wanted to eat during the game:

To round out Mrs. Wolves' dinner, I roasted some corn on the cob and threw in some baked beans (not homemade, alas -- too little time). All in all, and excellent meal and an excellent game. Go Pack!

In case you missed it . . .

I can't imagine how you might have, even if you didn't watch Saturday's Seahawks-Panthers game. This highlight has been everywhere, because 1) it is an astounding play by Seahawks cornerback Kam Chancellor, and b), well, do you need more:

Awesome. Playing these guys Sunday is going to be tough. Go Pack.

I can't believe the indignities I subject myself to for team loyalty

I just spent more than three hours rooting for a team I hate more than -- um, fuck, I don't know, herpes? No, I don't have herpes, but I have to believe I would really hate it -- anyway, I really fucking hate the Detroit Lions, and there I was, rooting for them to win. Why? Because they have an awesome defense that probably could beat the Seahawks in Seattle. The Seahawks' offense is so-so, but their defense is great. They lose against teams that play defense well. As it is, the Lions, who entered the fourth quarter with a lead, managed to to what they always do: choke, and snatch defeat from the jaws of victory. That means the Seahawks get to play the Panthers, who had to win their playoff game against a practice squad quarterback just to get to a .500 record. Seattle will kill them. And the Packers have to play Dallas, who is actually good. Fortunately, we play them at Lambeau, so I like our chances, but even if we win, we have to go to Seattle, which is a really hard place to play as a visitor. Fucking Lions.

Now, almost as bad as rooting for the Lions (unsuccessfully, dammit!), I have to root for the Panthers next week. I have a friend at work who is a Panthers fan who has been totally fucking obnoxious about them making the playoffs despite having a losing record ("Fact: the Panthers are objectively the best team in the league"). I really want to see them go down to humiliating defeat. Now, I have to root for that to happen in the NFC title game at Lambeau, which means I have to endure two more weeks of Panthers leg-humping by this guy. Lord, take me now.