My apologies to
author Katherine Anne Porter, but how better to describe the Chicago Bears front
office than that? Well, maybe the
Tribune comes close, borrowing the Warner Brothers’ signoff for their cartoons,
with a bear instead of Porky Pig announcing, “That’s all, Folks!” And the way the Trib added “Blah…Blah…Blah…”
was a nice touch. So too the Sun-Times’
punny head, A Bore of Words.
Never has a 3-13
team been so close to greatness, or so team chairman George McCaskey and his
designated flunkies would have you believe.
Why, when McCaskey walks the parking lots at Soldier Field, he says the
fans tell him how much they like general manager Ryan Pace and coach John
Fox. Trust me, George, with fans like
that you don’t need enemies. The Times
said your team sold its fewest tickets since 1979. You know what the no-shows are up to? Getting the tar and feathers ready for when
those nice fans you’re talking to get you in a corner. The hottest tickets in town come September
may be for carrying you on a rail out of town.
All laughing and
sarcasm aside, this is pretty sad.
Chicago is the worst-served major sports’ town in America, where just
about every team talks about a teardown and rebuild. The Cubs did it; the White Sox are in the
midst of doing it; and the Bulls might do it yet. The Bears are less a rebuild than an ongoing
disaster, the kind you can’t help staring at.
The only good news is fewer and fewer people, whether fans or media, are
willing to drink the Kool-Aid. In these
parts, that’s real progress.
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