Tonight our unsung hero tyson bagent goes out and beats the shit out of the pretty boy pathers and almost guarantees our top 3 draft pick leaving us at 3-7. THEN (this is where we’ll lose some people) JUSTINFUCKINGFIELDS comes off injury after a 10 day break and single handedly outplays jarod goof, with tevin jenkins locking up hutchinson, and with moore going for 150+ to make us 4-7. After his huge upset dub our man JF1 slaps around josh dobbs and the vikings on SNF (after our last L vs them this is reasonable) that’s 5-7. Now this would be hard and almost downright impossible with our shit show of a coaching staff, BUT we either have to beat the lions (again), or the browns. BUT if we were to win one of those we’d be 6-8, we then finish the schedule with falcons , cardinals , and the packers…. you just imagine how much fucking koolaid i’m drinking to have this thought….
but imagine if our last game vs the packers is for the PLAYOFFS
This aged well
I love the optimism that fields learned to read a defense the past few weeks. It’s always been his knock that he’s quick to run and misses open reads even at Ohio State. Athletic as hell, strong arm, iffy accuracy is what he is.
7-3 and we don’t look like we’re scoring a lot more this game.
Pour me a cup of the kool aid I love to be let down let’s gooooo
Tevin’s gunna play tackle?!
Honestly tho…we might not lose another game ever.
Rex is our quarterback.
don’t drink the flavor-aid
…So, you’re saying there’s a chance…
Hey, maybe the team’s collective lightbulb suddenly turns on and the Bears run the table, stranger things have happened. Some individuals have been hit by lightning multiple times.
It’s good to see I’m not the only fan who turned to crack, thought I was alone for a second thanks!
Please get some help. You need it. This is an intervention.
Draft anyone but Caleb Williams…USC is not a QB breeding ground
All I can think about reading this is, how the fuck did they not flex the Vikings bears game out of the SNF spot
Our son is almost two years old and my wife and I lay in bed with him during the game start and our daughter who’s a month already asleep next to us. I thought as the game began to teach my son how to root for the bears.
We started chanting let’s go bear and slamming our fists in the air, and then after a few moments and awww exasperated sighs bringing our fist down and our shoulders shrugged in defeat, and then beginning this pattern all over again.
Tbh I’m not a perfect parent but I’m trying to prepare his little tiny heart for this lifestyle of loss shame and despair alongside bouts and fits of excitement
Can you sell me the drugs you’re on? I need this kinda hope in my life.