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People from Wisconsin don’t know much. But after Monday night’s game—in which their beloved Green Bay Packers pummelled our woebegone Redskins, 37-0—every dairy farmer in Wisconsin shares in one great truth: Dan Snyder, the owner of the Redskins, is the best thing since cheese curd. Through his impatience and his idiocy, Snyder has transformed a once-proud franchise into a sorry spectacle. To drooling Packers fans, the Redskins looked softer than Velveeta, more appetizing than beer-cheese soup. Congratulations, Snyder: You’ve made Mike Sherman look like Vince Lombardi. And thousands of Meister Bräu-chugging yokels wearing crowns of faux cheese would like to thank you. Unfortunately, when you speak at the National Press Club, they probably won’t be there to toast you with their libations of fresh milk. But rest assured, Redskins fans will show up with rotten tomatoes in hand. At 12:30 p.m. at the National Press Club’s Ballroom, 529 14th St. NW, 13th Floor. $35. For reservations call (202) 662-7501. (Felix Gillette)