Only in Minnesota, people.
Bud Grant was the coach of the shitbag Minnesota Vikings from 1967-83 and again in 1985. The guy before Jerry Burns. The guy who led the Vikings to the most glorious period in the organization’s pathetic and hilarious history.
Bud still lives in Bloomington and apparently, he likes to hob nob with the local trash. So…
Just announced! The second-annual Bud Grant Garage Sale!
Seriously, this is a thing. Grant actually joined Twitter in order to announce his second garage sale.
Back by popular demand!
Minnesotans must have Bud Grant’s junk!
Mark your calenders: Back by popular demand! Garage Sale:Wed May 20 5pm-8pm, May 21 8-8 & Fri 8-1 pic.twitter.com/4PZzIYYsJi
— Bud Grant (@HPBudGrant) May 5, 2015
Grant had a garage sale last summer and just look at that swarm of losers that showed up.
“Bud, remember that time when you took the mighty Vikings to the Super Bowl and we ALMOST, ALMOST got that trophy? Yeah, Bud. That was awesome!”
Because Bud Grant is truly a legend in Minnesota, you see. He ALMOST won a game that mattered.
He sniffed greatness, realized he was a Minnesotan and failed appropriately.
But that’s enough.
Sniffing greatness or even being in proximity to someone else while they actually achieve greatness makes you great in Minnesota.
So if you live in Minnesota and want to drop by and buy some of Grant’s almost great shit, here’s his address: 8134 Oakmere Road, Bloomington.
I find this hilarious considering Packer’s fans spend hundreds of dollars for a piece of paper that gives them zero real ownership over a team. Mock the Vikings all you want but if Lombardi had a garage sale you all would have been racing to it.
Never had a problem with Bud Grant; however Bud Grant is no Lombardi.
I wonder if a Bud Grant worn sweater would get you $43,000 at an auction?