Watching this one hurt quite a bit. My wife, Beth, and my boy Robbie returned from their vacation about the same time I was watching the game, so it was hard to tell if I had tears of joy or tears of pain rolling out onto my remote control. I would have to say the latter. It’s great having my family back home, but right now Trent Reznor would seem like a happy fella next to me. I was very high on the Bears before this game, but yesterday the quality dropped to like 65% and it was no longer blue. That is unacceptable (Breaking Bad reference.)
Before I was a writer, I was a reader. I would scour all the sports news articles after a loss and try to find an answer. Something tangible to sink my teeth into as to why my Beloved lost the game. I DVR the game and always watch it again. It’s amazing how much tunnel vision I have during a game. If it’s a loss I’m reviewing, I always missed a lot of good things we did in the game when I initially see it. It doesn’t take rocket science to figure out why. I’m too busy thinking “what the hell is happening?” to notice good plays. I’m going to share the hope with you after I get something off of my chest.
This is the first game of our short season that I really missed Brian Urlacher.