This is how we begin each season and it shall never change.
This is how we begin each season and it shall never change.
Because he must rant. Because he lives to rant. Because ranting is to the Reverend as booze is to the alcoholic. It is the fuel that wakes him in the morning and drives him through rush hour traffic.
It is the first of sixteen guaranteed game previews that will occupy this space and I’ve never been so happy to write anything. So…
Why Do I Like the Chicago Bears this Week?
I ALWAYS LIKE THE CHICAGO BEARS
BUT WHAT FOOTBALL REASONS, JEFF?
DA BEAR CONCERNS
THE MATCH-UP OF REMARKABLE IMPORTANCE
Peanut Tillman vs. A.J. Greene
GREAT QUOTES
From Andrew Hawkins:
“I probably wouldn’t be in the NFL had I not had the opportunity to play for him,” Hawkins said via the Chicago Sun-Times. “He taught me how to be a professional — about my work, my attitude. I’ve said it numerous times: I thank God for the opportunity to play under him, because I don’t think I’d be where I am today without him.”
Hawkins played two seasons for the Montreal Alouettes (2009-10) under Trestman, posting 41 receptions, 457 yards receiving and five touchdowns. Their relationship is further documented in Mark Potash’s posting, which also reflects the receivers’ perspective on his current head coach Marvin Lewis in comparison to his former mentor.
‘‘I have a great coach in Marvin Lewis — he lights a fire under you. He wants to motivate you verbally and get you to go out there and get things done. That’s a great way to do it. With Marc, what’s so unique about him is you’re not used to seeing that style in a football setting. He doesn’t raise his voice very much. He tells you exactly what he wants in the same tone. He’ll tell you you’re wrong in the same tone he tells you ‘Great job.’ It’s unique. I think it works. You buy into it. I think you don’t have a choice but to buy into it because it’s proven.’’
THE MOST INTERESTING PLAYER ON THE FIELD
THIS VIDEO HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH FOOTBALL…
A SINGLE STAT PREDICTION
WRAPPING IT UP IN ONE SENTENCE…
FINAL SCORE.
Chicago Bears 20, Cincinnati Bengals 13
Tonight’s game prediction:
Denver Broncos 27, Baltimore Ravens 13
I am re-running my ruminations/predictions column from August 27. This column will also serve as tonight’s opening game thread.
I do it every year and have been 50% or better on predictions each year I’ve done em. This year I mix and match prediction with ruminations. Every team gets at least one mention with an overwhelming emphasis on your 2013 Chicago Bears.
Packers fans may send their complaints to NobodyGivesAShit@dabearsblog.com.
If
Jay
Cutler
plays
great
the
Bears
will
have
a
chance
to
win
the
Super
Bowl
and
he
will
become
very
very
VERY
rich.
We can debate Shea McClellin and Alshon Jeffery and Adam Podlesh all we want. If Cutler’s great, Bears win. A lot. That’s the season.
Alshon Jeffery is unstoppable.
Almost.
The second year man from St. Matthews, South Carolina…
…is one of the most physically imposing receivers in the game at 6’3″ and more than 215 pounds. His sub-4.5 speed makes him hell to deal with down the sideline and a realistic threat over the top on every snap. The existence of Brandon Marshall, one of the game’s best players, makes Jeffery a defensive coordinator’s afterthought. The Dom Capers and Rob Ryans of the world will intentionally walk Marshall and pitch to Jeffery. That approach has led to some remarkably productive seasons from lesser talents, i.e. Price comma Peerless.
Two questions hang over Jefferey’s 2013 season. (1) Can he handle the pressure and spotlight of being a big star in a big city? (2) Can he stay healthy?
There is no way to answer the first and speculation of any kind would be unnecessary and unfair. To this point Jeffery’s professional career has been a relatively anonymous one, plagued by injuries and overshadowed by the scope of Marshall’s 2012 work. Hell, watch NFL Network and drink every time someone calls him “Jefferies” and you’ll be pissing on the side of a convenience store by the end of NFL AM – TV’s worst show. But Jeffery is no longer a rookie in the development stage of his career. In year two he is being asked to make the leap.
There will be a fumble here or there. There will be a drop in a big spot. There will be a young player brain cramp when the football is in the air. Those errors will be accompanied by Tribune column space featuring words he’s rarely seen written about him during his football life. How he handles it may define his career in Chicago.
As for his health, it’s always been an issue. After a breakout sophomore season at South Carolina (88-1,517-9) he struggled to stay on the field as a junior and many believe his decision to jump the college ship early was based upon he and his team deciding it was not in the best interest of his body to continue taking a beating without monetary compensation. Needless to say Jeffery does the Bears no good in a jumper on Sunday afternoons, leaving Earl Bennett and Marquess Wilson and Joe Anderson to cover the slack.
No sir, he does not. This situation is clear. The Bears receiving corps is only dynamic if Jeffery is on the field. Otherwise it’s just Brandon Marshall and a bunch of other guys. Jeffery is the element that can elevate the Bears from a good passing game to a great one.
If you ask me, the only person who can stop him is himself.
This is Part I of a three-part series previewing the upcoming Chicago Bears series.
The New York Giants constantly change the way things are done in the NFL. Lawrence Taylor did not only alter the type of athletes general managers sought on the defensive side of the ball but also – as you can read in the book-far-better-than-the-film The Blindside – created the need for opposing offenses to draft and pay athletic, bid bodies to block them.
(Side note: The Blindside movie isn’t a bad movie. But it never lives up to it’s wonderful opening.)
When Tom Brady and company were winning every game they played in 2007 and scoring a zillion points a week, the world awaited their coronation on Super Bowl Sunday as quite possibly the greatest football team to ever play. (We know around these parts who currently holds that distinction.) Then something unexpected happened. The Giants changed changed the way things are done again by launching an assault from a pass-rushing well that seemed ever-ending. They did the same to Brady in 2011.
Since 2007 pass rushers have become the hottest commodity in American sports and former Bears GM Jerry Angelo embraced this concept by purchasing Julius Peppers for the more than $90 million, $50 million of which Peppers is sure to receive. The approach of Angelo and Lovie was simple: buy an elite edge rusher and develop young talent opposite him.
That young talent is Corey Wootton and Shea McClellin and they – as a duo – are essential to the success of the 2013 Chicago Bears. The Bears have a terrific secondary and the greatest fumble causer in the history of the league in Peanut Tillman but the modern NFL does not allow for secondaries to dominate a football game. Every rule change made in the last decade has been made to benefit the wide receiver. If the Bears showcase an anemic pass rush and give opposing quarterbacks time, receivers WILL get open. Plays WILL be made. Points WILL be scored.
Writers, even myself, are prone to establish quantitative rationale to success at the defensive end position. So and so needs this many sacks to have a successful year. This team needs this many sacks from this guy to blah blah blah. It just isn’t the way football works. If Shea McClellin sacks Andy Dalton five times on opening Sunday and finishes the year with 10.5 sacks, was that a successful campaign? (I’ll hang up and listen to your answer.)
The Bears need consistent, down-for-down pressure. They need to hurry opposing quarterbacks. They need to hit opposing quarterbacks. If they make life uncomfortable for Dalton, Stafford, Rodgers, Roethlisberger footballs will end up in compromising positions and no defense in the league takes more advantage of compromised footballs than this current crop of Chicago Bears. Peppers will draw enough attention from offensive coordinators to provide McClellin and Wootton with opportunities. If they take advantage the Bears will among the elite defenses in the NFL.
This weekend, Labor Day weekend, is for many NFL fans a final weekend of peace. A final weekend without trying to appease the gods of suburbia on Saturday in a desperate attempt to free the Sunday calendar. A final weekend of slept-through Saturday nights, free from the mind’s breakdown of covering the deep middle and protecting the blind side. A final weekend without the nerves and rituals that accompany our particular Sunday experiences and the Monday morning hangover that follows.
Peace.
Football is America’s greatest sport for a great many reasons but the most often overlooked is the simplicity of its schedule. Once a week. One time a week a team gets a chance to prove itself. The other six days leave the fans and media scrambling for information and answers, desperate to know who did what and why and can it be fixed. So much of the drama of the NFL happens off the field and outside the locker room. It happens in the minds of the fans as they sit at the work desks on Wednesday and relive the dropped ball or missed field goal or phantom holding call. It stews and builds and boils and then…
Sunday.
It releases in the experience of watching your team play once again.
Catharsis.
And then the boardwalk wheel is spun once again.
This is the final weekend of peace, the final weekend before the drama and I urge you to enjoy it. We football obsessives don’t know quite how engulfed we become in the game for these next 4-5 months.
Ask your wife….
or girlfriend…
…or boyfriend…
…or priest or mechanic or video store clerk…
…or prostitute you visit at the airport Hyatt on Monday nights.
Ask them how you behave on a Monday following a victory. Ask them how it changes after a loss.
Maybe it’s immature. Maybe it’s not. But it isn’t normal. Not to those who don’t understand.
This weekend, enjoy normal. Enjoy the peace. Around 12:00 pm CT Sunday take a cup of tea and biscuit out into the yard and discuss the mess in Syria or the last time you had a really good quiche.
Enjoy the peace. It ends next week.
It’s no surprise I hate the preseason. It is a meaningless, no-win exercise in trying to keep your roster intact for when the games matter. The good things that can come from a preseason game? Slight. The bad things? Season over. The seesaw’s got a fat guy on it and I don’t wanna play.
Tonight’s game is an embarrassment to the NFL. When a franchise like the Bears tells the football world, “This game is not important enough to risk Josh McCown”…we know what we’re dealing with. McCown is no good and if franchises really valued these “reps” fans keep Tweeting me about, he’d be playing. But they don’t. They know the whole enterprise is an economic sham.
So what should you watch if the draw of North Carolina v. South Carolina is not too strong?
Enjoy. The next football game after tonight’s sham is the real deal.
A lot was made last week of Mike Ditka’s return to the Chicago Bears practice field – reportedly for the first time since his unceremonious dismissal at the hands of the mighty Michael McCaskey. And while I don’t put much stock in symbolic motivation and rah rah speeches, I do recognize the importance of 2013 in the Bears life of Ditka. The final chapter of Da Coach’s sporting biography in this city began last week on the practice field and will conclude with his jersey number being locked in the great safe of immortality on Monday night, December 9th.
Marc Trestman is the anti-Ditka. He is polite. He is genial. He is cerebral to the point of nerdiness. Whereas Ditka’s Grabowski act endeared him to every bar stool Joe on the South Side, Trestman has emerged from an offensive system foreign to this land and a resume with international flavor. Ditka was pulled over for one of the most famous DUIs in Chicago history. Trestman looks like he’s never tasted alcohol. On the surface one would find it very hard to see the new head coach as a match for the broad shouldered town he is now tasked with providing their first Super Bowl title in almost thirty years.
That’s the book’s cover. The pages tell a different tale.
Marc Trestman is a football lifer. He didn’t have a father entrenched in the coaching world like so many of the prominent names in coaching seem to have. He had his own football acumen and an astounding work ethic. After playing some college quarterback in the state of Minnesota, he spent twenty years coaching every position possible on the offensive side of the game.
He was successful – again and again – but constantly feuded with head coaches whom Trestman (without admitting it) must have believed he was smarter than. He wanted his own team, his own franchise. More than wanting it he believed it was deserved. When it didn’t come in the United States, Trestman found the position in Montreal. And what did he do? He won. A lot.
Trestman’s ascension to head coach of one of the most prominent teams in all of sports is a testament to both his intelligence and, more importantly, his tenacity. He won’t bark and scowl at the media like Ditka famously did. He won’t be shilling for car dealerships and chunky soup. He won’t be opening a steakhouse…yet. He will coach football because other than being a successful husband and father, that’s all Trestman knows how to do.
At fifty-seven years old Trestman has achieved his life’s dream and his storyline should be the type of tale fathers and mothers tell their kids. It ain’t always going to be easy, this life. Getting what you want is pretty damn hard. And sometimes you have to get off the highway and take the back roads to reach your desired location. Sometimes those back roads are in Canada.