I really wanted to calm down this week. I hosted the postgame show, and I really didn’t want to be Chicken Little. I tried to stay as objective as possible, but then I spent Monday watching the game again. I looked at analysis from those I trust, and after doing so, did I continue my zen approach to this loss?
Hell no!
What in the blue hell was that? Are the Chicago Bears even a serious NFL franchise? Are we, as Bears fans, in some sort of long, drawn-out episode of Punk’d, and Ashton Kutcher is about to appear and laugh at all of us? I told you all last week I was worried this would happen, and you know what the Bears did? They Bear’d it up!
Who’s to blame? Matt Eberflus? Yes. Luke Getsy? Hell yes. Alan Williams? Good grief, yes. The offensive line? You betcha. The defensive line? Absolutely. Justin Fields? You’re damn right.
What an epic collapse in every aspect of football. I gave the coaches a pass last year because the talent on the field was so inept, but there’s no reason at this point to think Matt Eberflus has any clue what he’s doing out there. I’m already out on Luke Getsy. Either he doesn’t trust Justin Fields, or he’s a dope (sounds like the arguments we had about Matt Nagy and Mitch Trubisky). Alan Williams? My goodness. Dial up some damn pressure, Alan!
We knew this defensive line wasn’t going to be able to stop the run, and it wasn’t going to be able to rush the passer, and you know what happened against the Packers? Aaron Jones ran free every time he touched the ball, and Jordan Love had time to eat an ice cream cone before he threw the football.
The Bears had six pressures the entire game. SIX. The Packers had 35. Thirty-five! When you can’t bring pressure, you better create some! Stunts, blitzes, anything! Just don’t rush four straight up, I mean come on, this is high school stuff here. You need to put pressure on young QBs; why? Because they screw up!
And when the offensive line basically collapses because Teven Jenkins is injured (which was always expected, unfortunately), perhaps that means you did a piss-poor job assembling an offensive line!
