>>>Whoa, that was ugly. I'm not sure it's possible for a football team to play worse than the Bears just did. We knew the offensive line stinks but 9 sacks in the first half? They left Jay Cutler wandering around the locker room asking who ordered the pepperoni pizza.
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>>>Given Cutler's relatively low IQ coming into the game, there's always been an over-under on whether Cutler knew what 2 + 2 equaled....the over-under changed dramatically after all those sacks tonight.
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>>>Lovey Smith is probably saying the same thing to his offensive line that Sheriff Buford T. Justice said to some lowly cops in "Smokey and the Bandit"... "you sombitches couldn't close an umbrella"
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>>It was a really bad game. Now we'll see how they bounce back from it.
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>>I don't know where you get the idea Cutler is a dummy. He went to Vanderbilt and speaks intelligently when he wants to.
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>>He really got his bell rung last night. After one sack, possibly the one that gave him the concussion, he was clearly disoriented and started walking toward the Giants sideline.
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>Don't worry, they will get a win against the Panthers this weekend....
>I saw Peppers got a sack in - it will be interesting to watch the game this weekend. Clearly Chicago will bounce back...

I hope so. This is a hard team to figure out. Expectations were minimal, then with the wins over the Cowboys and Packers they gave us hope. I have been in Chicago for 35 years and the Bears have been teasing us with the exception of one glorious season. The defense on that 1985 team is on any short list of the best defenses in NFL history. Normally you look forward to your offense being on the field, because you have a chance to score. Not with that team. It was the defense you wanted to watch. Their 44-0 blitzkrieg of the Cowboys was one of the most satisfying games I have ever watched.

http://www.bearshistory.com/seasons/1985chicagobears.aspx

Every time I see a picture of Walter Payton I feel a twinge. (Middle of the second row, #34). That guy should still be walking the earth. He was gone way too soon. His wife is just as classy as Walter was. When Emmitt Smith broke Walter's lifetime rushing record she was there and told him Walter would be as proud of him as she was. They called him Sweetness, which is an odd name for a football player who relished hard hits. As one of the MNF announcers said the day he died, Walter didn't take the hits, he delivered the hits. But it was an apt name. Never an unkind word to anyone. He would amuse himself by walking around the field on his hands, smiling like a kid on Christmas morning.