Aaron Rodgers Doesn’t Want to Be Married to the Packers Anymore

This rift is about relationships. It can’t be fixed with silver or gold.

I’ve never met Aaron Rodgers. Most people with a POV of the situation in Green Bay haven’t met AR either. So, maybe I am equally qualified to comment on his rift with the Green Bay Packers front office.

Many have speculated on why he’s cheesed. Is it the Jordan Love pick? Is it the way they drafted Jordan Love? Is it Brian Gutekunst’s hair? Is it Mark Murphy’s stupid face? Is it the last five (mostly) ineffective drafts? The lack of actual depth at wide receiver? Is it the ho-hum, folksy nature in which the organization is run? Is it because the city of Green Bay has yet to name a street after Rodgers?

Cool hair, bro.

I don’t know. But I don’t think any of those questions matter. I have a few ways in to this situation. One lens is through my own career. The other is through marriage. It’s all about relationships.

Have you ever worked somewhere that was led by morons? Y’know, people who rubbed you the wrong way. Have you ever had a bad boss — or two, or three? Have you ever been so bothered…