For most of the 3 hours I spent watching the game Sunday, I was merely waiting around for Mitch to shit the bed. And it took almost the whole game, but he finally came through. With a 3-point lead in the final 2 minutes, he fumbled inside our own 10 yard-line. Those of you still holding out for something other than a better draft position probably enjoyed most of the game, as we led for 56 minutes, but then you had your hearts ripped out, like that chef in “Dumb and Dumber.” Meanwhile, savvy fans who’ve accepted that we’re now Playing For The Draft (PFTD) also enjoyed the game because the Bears never took a lead so big that we couldn’t blow it, and then we managed to blow it. Sure, it’s now been 50 days since our last win, but in dropping our 6th in a row, we moved up at least 2 spots in next year’s draft. And those of us on team PTFD still have our hearts intact.
Detroit may have won the war, but we won this battle:
K-Mack asks Stafford, “How you like THESE apples?!”
And to me it doesn’t look like Stafford likes those apples.
Bear Down Baffa 