A Day Of Mourning

It will be hard for me to write today through my veil of blue and orange tears. The Bears came up short last night in the Super Bowl, and a city that is suffering through a deep freeze felt another horrific chill. Pretty poetic huh?

The Bears couldn't get it done last night. I won't dissect the whole game, even though I just spent two hours reading every column in both Chicago papers and feel that I'm now qualified to offer expert opinions on all things football. The deed is done. There's no need to dwell on it anymore. The Colts deserve the credit. They played better and made our once ferocious defense look like doormen at a South Beach hotel. The offense never could get things moving, maybe because there was one stretch of almost an hour when they didn't get on the field. At least we won't have to listen to any more dribble about Peyton Manning's destiny. Ok, you fulfilled it. You're better than your daddy. Can we please move on? That's just my bitterness talking. I could say that Indianapolis should enjoy it since they really have nothing else to brag about, but that would just seem petty. They won. Congratulations.

Now it's time for Bears fans to start the long wait for July and training camp. The next five months will no doubt be spent mulling over every bit on minutiae from this season and asking the tough questions. Will the Bears give Lovey a big contract? Will Urlacher finally get his ring? Will Rex Grossman learn to run without tripping and how to keep his hands solidly on Olin Kruetz's ass long enough to hold onto a snap. Those are questions for the pundits. As for me, I really enjoyed the season. It was fun to get caught up in the hoopla (since you really can only say hoopla at a time like this) and suffer from a bout of Bears Fever.

I'm looking forward to next year, as all Chicago fans are used to doing. Until then, it's only a couple of weeks until the Sox report to Spring training. I also still have the new TV. At least I didn't spend all my money on a trip to the Super Bowl that ended with heart break and soggy shoes. Until next year...Go Bears! Later...Brian