Before coming to the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign, I had no idea that I was practically moving to little Chicago. 

I now make the assumption that almost everyone I run into will be from Chicago-land and, thus, be a Chicago sports fanatic. Therein lies the problem. Almost everyone is a Chicago Bears fan and I, of course, am a Green Bay Packers fan in one of the biggest Bears populations in the nation.  

I get so much crap for having the game on. If no one is using the TV at the "Xi" house I will put on ESPN, or flip it to Fox, and as soon as the game starts I am constantly harassed about how the Packers suck.  I am trying to watch the game and pay attention, but all I hear is how much you hate the Packers. Do you even know more than three players? 

Bears fans get extremely defensive when I mention the Packers. Must be the apparent lack of skill that plagues their team. When I see other students walking around campus with the green and gold, I have to automatically say that I like their shirt or hat. 

Bears fans created the term, “cheese head,” as a derogatory term, but Packers have turned it into unashamed pride, wearing them to games, the grocery store and even other sporting events. I, too, have been given a cheese head that belonged to my grandfather. Along with the inherited hat, my family now owns one share of the greatest team on Earth. Those season tickets that are 13 rows up from the famous Lambeau Leap are some of the best memories I have -- from having beer sloshed down your back by a very bitter Bears fan to the Todd Rundgren touchdown lyrics, “I don't want to play, I just want to bang on the drum all day.” 

From the early years of the NFL many rivalries have existed. Since 1921, the Chicago Bears and the Green Bay Packers have been enemies on the field, but have helped each other off the field. Both the Bears and the Packers have helped each other financially at different times in the past. At one point, the Bears helped the Packers raise funds for what is now Lambeau Field, and for that I am grateful. Sort of like how one fraternity might not get along with one another, but we all help each other out. We support each other in philanthropy events, but when it comes to the Football Frenxi, the frats are knock-down-drag-out till they win the championship. 

Don’t get me wrong, I still get extremely annoyed with all the Bears fans on campus, but it’s all in good fun and no cheese heads were hurt in the process of writing this article.