Meet Panther Grrrl

Since we pull for an NFL football team that’s actually won the Super Bowl, we’ve always viewed the rivalry that exists between fans of the Atlanta Falcons and Carolina Panthers as beneath us.

Let them wear their “NFC Championship Game” schwag … we’ll wear our official Super Bowl XLI gear.

Of course, we were introduced to the full ferocity of the Falcons-Panthers hatred last weekend at Bank of America Stadium courtesy of “Panther Grrrl,” who celebrated news of Atlanta’s Week 11 defeat at the hands of the Denver Broncos with a few well-chosen Spanish oaths.

Obviously the oaths weren’t in Spanish (that’s just an expression, people) … but they were spoken in front of several small children, which let’s be honest … only turned us on even more.

“Panther Grrrl” – whose picture doesn’t do her justice – is a long, tall drink of Southern water from whereabouts unknown.

What is known, however, is that she’s got a body that quite frankly puts the entire Panthers cheerleading unit to shame.

No kidding, people. This lady is built like a brick barnyard.

With her thick, husky Southern accent and proclivity for dropping the F-bomb with impunity, “Panther Grrrl” was a slice of pure redneck heaven with her tight jeans, low-cut white shirt, frameless sunglasses and big jangly earrings.

We’re not gonna lie – she had entire rows of Panther fans moving from “six to midnight” every time she let loose a holler from her full, pink overglossed lips.

We’re not fans of the Panthers, rednecks or country music, mind you, but damn if “Panther Grrrl” didn’t get us into the game in a big way.

Find out who this chick is, Panther execs … she’s pure, anti-PC marketing gold.

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