The Futility Of Ron Turner, But In A Catchy Pop Melody
The last post of the week: something to ponder as you await the certain couch slouch and booze binge of this weekend.
To write of your aversion to Ron Turner’s historically uninspired, and often ineffective, play-calling on the Internet is one thing. To do so in the form of a 71-second parody to Billy Joel’s “It’s Still Rock N’ Roll To Me” is another. We have the latter. And, predictably, we’re sorry.
From 670 The Score via No Spain, No Gain:





In the aesthetic words of one Mike Jones: back then they didn’t want him; now he’s hot, they, uh, probably would want him. Back in February, the Bears were in the enviable position of having Sharper actually want to play for them, but they
Remember all those highly-gifted football players that, at one time or another, were on a Bears roster, only to be plagued with stupid reoccurring injuries and never be heard from again? Well, it turns out that not only are most alive and well, but some are
Despite the last two steaming piles the Bears have laid down, the division is still very much in reach if Aaron Rodgers and company can beat Minnesota this weekend. I’m of course assuming one thing: that our Bears can manage to suck just a little less than the really, really sucky Browns on Sunday.
Give a guy a four-year, $40 million dollar contract extension and you expect some things. Not part of those expectations: routinely missing one practice a week, chronic knee problems, sliding production, and an increasingly awkward relationship with the coaching staff. And now … the inevitable
Contrary to popular belief, I am not going to go off on a rant that the Bears season is in the toilet and they are only going to win two games the rest of the year. Numerous others writers have already beaten me to the punch, nor do I believe that to be true. The Bears did not, in one week, go from being a middle-of-the-road team in the NFC to one rung above the St. Louis Rams and the Tampa Bay Bucs. I believe this game became a combination of a few things: 1) the Bengals were not who we thought they were. They were much better; 2) the Bears got outplayed, plain and simple and 3) the Cover Two defense’s days in the NFL, if they aren’t numbered, are over.
Sean Sullivan was merely once just a frequent commenter before joining Blog Down. See people, dreams do come true.
Put down that cigar, sir, for there will be no celebration tonight. As of this post, there is 12:56 left to play in the third quarter and the Bears are currently trying to figure out which play they’d prefer to use to be stopped short on fourth and one.
The last post of the week: something to ponder as you await the certain couch slouch and booze binge of this weekend.
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It isn’t so much his role in the underachieving three-year stint he spent in Chicago that Cedric Benson chooses to focus on. Nope, instead it’s what everyone else did to purposely ruin his life. You know, like take Thomas Jones’ side on everything! Now, with the third-most rushing yards in the NFL, Benson finally feels okay to admit that
Update: Sullivan and I share a brain, at least on this subject. So reread the post for his thoughts on this as well.