Monday, October 17, 2011

Bears/Vikings & a time warp

Thinking I could settle in with some munchies, a couple brewskis, click back and forth between the St. Louis/Milwaukee NLCS game, and Sunday night football, featuring the Vikings at the Bears -- it should have been just another night. But it wasn't.

It became apparent early on the Cards were beating the Brewers back into the windmill age of grinding grain to make their product, so I zeroed in on the football game. Besides, why is it that when one game goes to a commercial and you click over to the other, they have commercials at the same time? It's one of those massive left or right wing conspiracies, I tell ya, but I digress.

Watching the Vikings/Bears was like stepping through a time warp into another dimension. Everything was backwards. Consider:

Up until this game, the Bears offensive line had resembled a screen door on a submarine. Poor Jay Cutler was getting hammered every time he tried to pass. (If you're one of those people that think he isn't tough -- you're dead wrong. Given the poundings he's taken, and keeps on getting up for more, he might be the toughest guy in the league). All of a sudden Chicago's O line turned into Fort Knox. Nobody could get NEAR Cutler. Turns out he's pretty good when he has more than a microsecond to throw the ball.

This was against the Vikings D line who, previously, was arguably the best unit in the NFL. Despite that team's other shortcomings, their pass rush had been ferocious.

For this game, Rambo turned into Barney Fife on one team, and the opposite happened on the other. Very strange.

Other idle thoughts---

Devon Hester of the Bears returned yet another kickoff for a touchdown and I'm not sure he ever got touched by a Viking defender. I don't know how many kickoffs and punts he's returned for TD's, but it's a lot. Like him or not, the guy's truly amazing.

This might ruffle some feathers, but I've about had it with the pink stuff. Yes, I understand and agree breast cancer research is a noble cause, but ask yourself this -- when viewers are watching an NFL game, with macho-men trying to beat each other's brains out -- do you really think all the pink accessories players are wearing will get people up off the couch, much less sitting in the stands, to ignore the game, and break out their checkbooks or laptops to make a donation? Somehow I doubt that. The point has been made, and the NFL has surely done it's part in promoting a worthy cause, but enough is enough.

At that, there was something even more wrong. Two NFL teams that are coached by guys named Leslie and Lovey? Please. With names like that, they're BOTH supposed to lose.

But I guess I had to root for somebody, so it went to a tie-breaker.

Let's see. One team is owned by a guy named Zygi (pronounced Ziggy). The other has an owner named Virginia. Hmmm. Tough call.

Final tie-breaker?  Featured running backs.

When wanting to talk to them in the huddle or on the sidelines, it's likely Hey Matt vs Yo Adrian.

That did it.

Justice prevailed in the end.

Bears 39 -- Vikings 10

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