Here We Go Again: The Experiment Is Over Bears Fans
“Driven to the margin of error;
Driven to the edge of control;
Driven to the margin of terror;
Driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole.”
Driven to the edge of control;
Driven to the margin of terror;
Driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole.”
--Neil Peart of Rush from “Driven” from the album Test For Echo, 1996.
Ok, the experiment is now officially over.
I am sitting here, sober, as I was last evening watching the Bears blow it. I am sipping my Diet Orange Crush from my Ghost Rider New York Comic Con 2007 ‘Toon Tumbler glass, listening to Rush’s Test For Echo after just downloading the Sweeney Todd soundtrack (good movie by the way) and trying to gather my thoughts for my new classes on Monday.
And one thing is persistently bothering me.
No offense but Rex Grossman is just flat-out horrid. Whether he calls the wrong plays, whether he is gun shy, whether he lacks confidence, whether he just never had it, whatever “it” is one conclusion is clear from this experiment: the experiment is over and Rex is not the answer.
Now I know the argument is the line gave him little time; but come on. Orton comes in during the last two minutes and executes. In 28 previous minutes Rex is on his back often, throws an interception, misreads defenses, overthrows two open receivers, has an intentional grounding call, and seems more confused than my freshman will tomorrow. His dump off passes even show a lack of authority.
In the press conference, I have to give the man some credit. He takes his hits from the reporters after having taken them from the Seahawks as his nose looks cracked and his arm is bandaged up. The kid has class and maybe that is to his credit more than we think. However, he is not a starting quarterback.
I want to play music; very badly I may add. I, after numerous “experiments” however admit that I cannot. I simply do not have the ability to do it; I cannot sing for anything, my fingers did not work on the guitar and my brain just does not function in the manner of a musician. No amount of training will break me; and even if it could, my mental block is obvious and detracts—a bit of learned helplessness. Grossman is at that point in his career. Maybe he is a good back-up and needs to be regulated to that role.
It is absolutely unfair to the Bears faithful at this point to deny a chance to Kyle (Don’t Call Me Cowboy Bob) Orton.
In other bright spots, Brandon Lloyd had a great game with passes from Orton; Earl Bennet made some decent catches; Caleb Hanie proved he can play; and rookie 6 foot seven inches of Tight End Kellen Davis (pictured above) had a remarkable game with catches out of nowhere. With a possible injury resulting in a high/low knee hit to Desmond Clark, perhaps this is not as much of a worry as it could be. I happen to be a huge Clark fan, so I hope the best for him. The Defense played well and my boy Hunter Hillenmeyer was back in action. Peanut Tillman was great, Vasher played well, and Mike Brown looked good. Urlacher played ok, and rookie DT Marcus Harrison was fantastic. He showed his talent and will be a force.
Besides the dismal QB situation, Matt Forte ran OK at times and nothing spectacular. Back-up Adrian Peterson did not have much of an opportunity and Garrett Wolfe, who looked very sharp last week, may just have proven that he is too small. The jury is out on him. Mark Bradley sucked as usual and really should be off the team at this point. Safety Payne looked great and then “surprise-surprise” he was injured AGAIN!
The punting was inconsistent and Robbie’s Gould last second field goal that could have, should have, would have won it; missed. That “Uhg!” you heard was not Charlie Brown when Lucy pulled the ball away—it was me.
Marty Booker was basically not utilized and Rashid Davis was at home taking care of his wife and new-born daughter. Congrats to him.
Tune in same time next week for the recrap…uh…recap of the game.
Ok, the experiment is now officially over.
I am sitting here, sober, as I was last evening watching the Bears blow it. I am sipping my Diet Orange Crush from my Ghost Rider New York Comic Con 2007 ‘Toon Tumbler glass, listening to Rush’s Test For Echo after just downloading the Sweeney Todd soundtrack (good movie by the way) and trying to gather my thoughts for my new classes on Monday.
And one thing is persistently bothering me.
No offense but Rex Grossman is just flat-out horrid. Whether he calls the wrong plays, whether he is gun shy, whether he lacks confidence, whether he just never had it, whatever “it” is one conclusion is clear from this experiment: the experiment is over and Rex is not the answer.
Now I know the argument is the line gave him little time; but come on. Orton comes in during the last two minutes and executes. In 28 previous minutes Rex is on his back often, throws an interception, misreads defenses, overthrows two open receivers, has an intentional grounding call, and seems more confused than my freshman will tomorrow. His dump off passes even show a lack of authority.
In the press conference, I have to give the man some credit. He takes his hits from the reporters after having taken them from the Seahawks as his nose looks cracked and his arm is bandaged up. The kid has class and maybe that is to his credit more than we think. However, he is not a starting quarterback.
I want to play music; very badly I may add. I, after numerous “experiments” however admit that I cannot. I simply do not have the ability to do it; I cannot sing for anything, my fingers did not work on the guitar and my brain just does not function in the manner of a musician. No amount of training will break me; and even if it could, my mental block is obvious and detracts—a bit of learned helplessness. Grossman is at that point in his career. Maybe he is a good back-up and needs to be regulated to that role.
It is absolutely unfair to the Bears faithful at this point to deny a chance to Kyle (Don’t Call Me Cowboy Bob) Orton.
In other bright spots, Brandon Lloyd had a great game with passes from Orton; Earl Bennet made some decent catches; Caleb Hanie proved he can play; and rookie 6 foot seven inches of Tight End Kellen Davis (pictured above) had a remarkable game with catches out of nowhere. With a possible injury resulting in a high/low knee hit to Desmond Clark, perhaps this is not as much of a worry as it could be. I happen to be a huge Clark fan, so I hope the best for him. The Defense played well and my boy Hunter Hillenmeyer was back in action. Peanut Tillman was great, Vasher played well, and Mike Brown looked good. Urlacher played ok, and rookie DT Marcus Harrison was fantastic. He showed his talent and will be a force.
Besides the dismal QB situation, Matt Forte ran OK at times and nothing spectacular. Back-up Adrian Peterson did not have much of an opportunity and Garrett Wolfe, who looked very sharp last week, may just have proven that he is too small. The jury is out on him. Mark Bradley sucked as usual and really should be off the team at this point. Safety Payne looked great and then “surprise-surprise” he was injured AGAIN!
The punting was inconsistent and Robbie’s Gould last second field goal that could have, should have, would have won it; missed. That “Uhg!” you heard was not Charlie Brown when Lucy pulled the ball away—it was me.
Marty Booker was basically not utilized and Rashid Davis was at home taking care of his wife and new-born daughter. Congrats to him.
Tune in same time next week for the recrap…uh…recap of the game.
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