The Fickle and the Level-headed

A month ago, Bears’ quarterback Justin Fields couldn’t show his face for fear of being booed off the streets, let alone the playing field. Now, after a string of solid performances, everybody wants to be his friend and advocate. Just turn on the TV; pick up a paper; or hit the appropriate site to see what I mean. So, don’t blame Fields if he’s a little tentative around the media. The ting of it is, he really hasn’t been. When he stinks, he says he stinks, and, when the talking heads on ESPN speak their Valentines, which they did this week, he appears unphased. All twenty-three-year olds should act as mature. One thing, though. Fields can’t afford to have a bad game Sunday against the visiting Lions. In his line of work, Valentines can turn into brickbats as quick as it takes to throw a pick-six.