You can't tell me that when an opposing QB with tender ribs puts his head on his pillow at night, he doesn't see the Chicago Bears defense lining up there on the ceiling.
And still be there when he closes his eyes.
A nightmare that can't get any worse for Nick Foles.
This Bears vs Eagles topic is huge and everywhere, and surely you can find smarter people who write smarter things about it.
But I'm here to tell you that there is nothing - not making all the green lights on Michigan, not successfully grilling the perfect prime rib roast for Christmas Dinner, not winning 400 million dollars in Mega - that can possibly make me happier than a Chicago Bears defense being the NFL's best.
At a time when every city in the country wants the next young genius O coordinator to be their head coach, we have to worry about 60 year old Vic Fangio taking one of those jobs.
It's like Buddy Ryan all over again.
Whatever, it is a glorious time to be a Bears Fan.
And be able to root for black and blue style football again.
Don't get me wrong, the O is way fun to watch, too.
But to me, my joy is defined by what the Bears do on the other side of the ball.
And this Sunday, I'm gonna be in heaven.
It's real, honest to goodness playoff football for us again.
ps: just sharing... I actually did have a pretty spectacular rib roast come off the grill this year.