Welcome back to Packers Therapy, where Chris and Dave celebrate Thanksgiving week the only way they know how: by taking a perfectly enjoyable Packers win and dissecting it like a frog in freshman biology. The boys wade into a 23–6 takedown of Minnesota — a game that somehow managed to be both an old-school beatdown…
Chris and Dave fire up an emergency session of Packers Therapy after realizing they forgot the one thing their listeners desperately crave each week: the Ha Ha Clinton-Dix Picks. Fueled by rain-soaked Wisconsin gloom, the Austrian-Missourian territorial crisis, a Mountain Dew Baja Blast, and the Freeman Family Economic Stimulus Package, our boys return to settle…
Chris and Dave stumble into an emergency session of Packers Therapy just minutes after a 27–26 win that somehow felt like losing a bet with a raccoon. Yes, the Packers won. No, they didn’t look good doing it. And yes, the Giants did everything short of gift-wrapping the game in deli paper and handing it…
Chris and Dave shuffle back into the booth for another week of professional coping. The Packers, bless their confused little hearts, have officially hit the “Can’t. Can’t. Can’t.” portion of the season — can’t run, can’t tackle, can’t call a play without someone pulling a hamstring or a metaphorical muscle. Jordan Love continues his season-long…
Another week, another group meltdown disguised as a podcast.Chris and Dave return to process—sorry, celebrate—the Packers’ latest masterpiece of self-sabotage: a 16-13 home loss to Carolina that made Bryce Young look like Joe Montana and turned Matt LaFleur into Matt LaF-Lurex-Body-Spray. The boys start with a heartfelt thank-you to Tom in Germany for his donation…
At long last, Chris and Dave have achieved enlightenment — not from ayahuasca, but from beating Aaron Rodgers in black and gold. The trip to Pittsburgh felt like group therapy in a stadium with too many vowels, where the Packers somehow won despite their best efforts to cause a collective coronary. The guys bask in…
Chris and Dave return for another half-therapy, half-comedy session disguised as a Packers podcast, fighting through technical difficulties that were somehow less confusing than Matt LaFleur’s play-calling. The Packers’ offense once again looked like a bad improv troupe (“Yes, and… three-and-out”), while the defense seemed determined to audition for the role of “perpetually late to…