"10. Friday a Cub, Sunday a Cheesehead  How to see Wrigley and Lambeau in the same weekend   By Jeff Johnson  Day One   Even an antiquated Wrigley Field is still the most charming big-league ballpark. Ride a bike there and valets will keep it safe for you.  Unless three hours surrounded by Bud Light-pickled frat slabs is your idea of a bucket-list trip, skip the famed outfield bleachers atop the ivy. Instead, sit along the infield walls, or in the outfield club box that made Steve Bartman famous.  After the Cubs lose, go two blocks north to Wrigleyville Dogs (3737 N. Clark St.) for an Italian beef sandwich—a soaking-wet angioplasty on a bun. Do all of this in September, when only a short seventeen-game winning streak separates the Cubbies from a .500 record.  Day Two    Travel north out of the city, with pit stops to Instagram the Home Alone house (671 Lincoln Ave., Winnetka) and bong recreation area sign (Exit 340). Arrive at the Frank Lloyd Wright-designed Schwartz House, a rentable architectural gem in Two Rivers, Wisconsin. This is where you're crashing. With its mackadocious indoor balcony, Schwartz is like living in a Burt Bacharach-Hal David song. Have sex in it.  Day Three   Drive the forty-five minutes to Green Bay. Save cash by coming to see a soft opponent (Falcons) over a rival (Bears). To fit in among the other Packers fans, wear something blaze orange from Mills Fleet Farm (213 N. Taylor St.). Seek out a friendly drunk person in the Lambeau parking lot ladling out the hearty chicken stew known as ""booyah."" See the game. Genuflect. Chest-bump Lil Wayne. Make someone sober schlep you back home."
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