Seven and O

“It’s a Miracle…”

Freddie Mercury of Queen.

Holy cow!

The Bears are incredible. That was the most dominating performance yet this Sunday, and it was shown in the first 13 minutes. They are unreal.

The Special teams have gelled; the Offense has become a machine; and the Defense is DOMINANT!

The Chicago Bears are the class of the NFC.

As Keith and I watched the game (eating some delicious Pizza from Bianchi’s from Ottawa) with our friend Dan, we were shocked as to how well this team plays.

Shades of 1985; ...well perhaps. In my opinion, the jury is still out.

If there is a better team in the NFC, I have not seen it. Granted the teams the Bears have played have been, for the most part, lousy—the team still manages to destroy the opponents in relatively short order.

Next victim is Miami.

Then the Bears face the dreaded road trip. I still have not washed my Urlacher jersey, for fear of washing the luck out, since the first week of the season. I think I have grown a bit rank, bit Keith and Dan are polite enough not to comment. They however, are rude when it comes to my friend Hunter Hillenmeyer--who Keith accuses me of having a non-sexual crush ipon since I sing his praises. All I will say is when I met him, he was a nice kid when he spoke at out United Way ceremonies two years ago.

And every game I call my brother or vice versa, as he lives in Florida—and watches the games with my folks in some bar. That would be so cool.

So to all who have waited 21 years for this:

GO BEARS!