Lambeau Leap into something real

I've taken the stadium tour four times. I own a Favre jersey, a Rodgers jersey, and a Love jersey. I keep a cooler in my trunk during tailgate season. And yet somehow I'm still single, which feels statistically unlikely in a town this obsessed with football. I'm thirty-one, a sales rep for a beverage distributor, and a while back I extricated myself from a six-year relationship because we were too young when we started and grew into incompatible adults. It happens. I'm ready for something new and I'm not afraid to be upfront about wanting it to last. I want a man who's fun — genuinely fun, not performative fun — who can hold his own at a tailgate and also hold a real conversation the next morning over coffee. I'm energetic, competitive, and I talk with my hands. If you can't handle a woman who's a little much, I'm not for you. But if you can, I'm a lot of fun.