Resigned

If you see me today, you might suspect me to be depressed. Not so. You see, I haven't been involved in Bears culture very long, but I understand that this is how it goes. You are given a year of brilliance, and then it is gone. That's pretty much true for Chicago sports in general. The Bulls of the 90's? An anomaly. And so I'm resigned. I'm resigned to the fact that it's going to be a long Bears season.

Now Rex could wake up, but will he stay awake? I'm not holding out hope. I was a big supporter of Rex last year. It was his first full season. He was making first season mistakes. He showed flashes of absolute brilliance. But it's become too much. One more game. That's all I think he should get.

And if he's benched, would that save our season? The grass is always greener on Griese's side. But is it? He hasn't had the greatest track record. Looking at his stats, he's been fine his entire career. And maybe that's all we need. Someone who is fine. Someone to be a game manager.

But where's our great quarterback, huh? Don't we deserve one? I'm sorry. I'm whining. It's just that the only quarterback of note in regards to talent is Sid Luckman. Who? Yeah, I didn't know until I got here either. Mostly because he played from 1939-1950.

So here I sit. Resigned. But you want to know the cool thing about Chicago? There is hope. Always hope. We bury it. Pretend it isn't there. But in the end, heck, it's got to be our turn sometime.