Wisconsinites being Wisconsinites

First of all, I’d like to congratulate Peter King for winning the McCann award this past weekend at the NFL Hall of Fame. He deserves it as he has been a dedicated and quality writer on all things NFL for years. Thanks Peter.

I really liked this bit from Peter King’s MMQB this morning:

Enjoyable/Aggravating Travel Note Of The Week

• River Falls, Wis., Wednesday, 2:25 p.m.:

Part of my rehab from 20-day-old left-knee meniscus surgery is to ride a stationary bike each day for about 20 minutes. I haven’t been able to do it every day on this trip, which is in Day 14, but I haven’t gone two days in a row without it. In River Falls, I needed to find a way to pedal, and the bike rack outside the Chiefs’ cafeteria and meeting-room center on the campus of the University of Wisconsin-River Falls was chock-full. One belonged to Chiefs media-relations maven Pete Moris, who generously offered to let me borrow it for a spin through the flat streets of the western Wisconsin village.

As I rode down one leafy street just off campus, a 25-ish, power-walking woman with earbuds in walked purposefully toward me. When we were 20 yards away from each other, she took out both earbuds and said, “Hi! How are you today?” A couple of blocks later, two bikers on the other side of another leafy road both waved and the first one yelled, “Howyadointoday!”

I spent nine years in the Midwest (Ohio, which isn’t the upper Midwest, but a cousin of it), and I loved it, and on this pleasant valley Wednesday in River Falls, I remembered why.