So, let me get this straight. You've got the first overall pick in the N.F.L. draft—your future franchise quarterback, Caleb Williams—and you're running fucking option plays with him?
Bears 16, Colts 21
What the hell is going on here? Once again, the offensive line is getting pushed out of a crowded bar. There's absolutely no push, no protection. Of course, Caleb is throwing picks and missing wide-open receivers—how could he not when he doesn't even have time to breathe, let alone read the defense? The pocket collapses the moment the ball is snapped, and this guy is running for his life.
And then we have Shane Waldron, our offensive "genius," calling absurd plays with an O-line that couldn't block a sneeze. Speed option on 4th down? Shotgun runs? Wide receiver end-arounds? And, to top it off, we've got a tight end trying to block the Colts' top pass rusher. Who thought that was a good idea? GTFOWTFS!
Waldron was Geno Smith's offensive coordinator in Seattle, right? The same Geno went from a backup to a Pro Bowl QB, earning a $100 million contract. So, Shane, what the hell happened? Did you lose the playbook somewhere over the Rockies on your way to Chicago, Bro? I watch a lot of football (probably too much, according to my lady), and I've never seen Geno running speed options on 4th down. What are we even doing here?
Where's our identity? Waldron comes from the Sean McVay coaching tree, right? The same McVay (love him) who built his offense around a physical running game and used it to open up the field. Look at the Rams—Todd Gurley, Cam Akers, Darrell Henderson, Kyren Williams, who is probably going to hand us our lunch next week just like Jonathan Taylor did with the Colts. The running game is football's version of the jab in boxing. You use it to wear down the defense, open the field, and hit them with play-action passes. It's Football 101. But us? We've invested $24 million in a nonexistent ground game, and we've got a 225-pound back, Roschon Johnson, standing around on the sidelines. This team has no identity. Even DJ Moore pointed it out after the game.
Enter fucking Eberlose. Now, let's talk about the real clown show: Matt Eberflus. This guy is a walking disaster. He's burning timeouts like an inmate burning through a pack of cigarettes, and his clock management is downright awful. Did you see him throw his players under the bus after the game? Three weeks into the season, and this guy is already blaming everyone but himself. It's laughable. He's going to lose the locker room faster than you can say "over/under." My bet? He's out of there by week 11.
And then we've got the fucking McCaskeys, the real problem behind this mess. Every year, they hire clueless people to run this team while they sit back, sip their cocktails, and watch Bears fans suffer. They're running a Ponzi scheme, and the fans are the ones getting fleeced. Look at Clark Hunt in Kansas City. He hired Andy Reid, spent the money, got out of the way, and let the man work. Meanwhile, George McCaskey is over here throwing darts at a coaching candidate board while four fingers deep in Cutty Sark. Sure, let's build a fancy new stadium, but we'll still have the same garbage product on the field.
Then there's Ryan Poles, the GM we brought in from Kansas City. The Chiefs are loaded with homegrown talent—Kelce, Hill, Mahomes, Sneed, Ward, Karlaftis, McDuffie, and more. Poles was there for 13 years. Where are your fucking scouting skills? What were you doing, Bro? Making photocopies? Because you sure weren't learning how to scout talent. The best GMs—John Schneider in Seattle, Eric DeCosta in Baltimore, Brett Veach in Kansas City—all come from scouting backgrounds. Not "coordinator" backgrounds. That's why they find elite talent year after year, no matter where they pick in the draft. GM 101 Ass-Pen, you draft your team to win the division, not lose it. This guy is an atrocious evaluator of talent, and that is pretty much the one fucking job qualification to be qualified for.
Teams like Kansas City and Baltimore win every year, which means they’re picking late in the draft. Yet, they still manage to find great talent, year after year. Meanwhile, we’re picking early, ahead of teams like them, and we’re still fucking it up. Why? Because they know what the fuck they’re doing, and we don’t. Remember when Mahomes got crucified in the Super Bowl against Tampa Bay? Brett Veach and Andy Reid said, "Not on our fucking watch," and they fixed that shit in three months. The rest is history. That’s what happens when you’ve got people who know what the fuck they’re doing. The McCaskeys? They clearly don’t.
As for Caleb, you going to get him killed just like Fields. You draft Caleb Williams first overall, and you don't spend the cap money to protect him? Instead, you give $24 million to a running back with 68 yards in three games. What are we even doing here? This is Football Incompetence 101. This front office is missing on draft picks, and then trying to cover up their mistakes by overspending on free agents. It's a disaster. If I were Odunze or Williams, I'd be worried as hell because this GM, this coach, and this ownership will get them killed and ruin their careers and the rest of the roster.
Sell the fucking team already!Everyone knows it. The media knows it. The city knows it. Hell, even the Bears' legendary alumni know it. This team is a joke, and when the legends speak up, they get blackballed for being honest. It's simple: **sell the team**. Sell it to someone who cares and wants to build a winning product that Bears fans and the city of Chicago can be proud of. The McCaskeys are running a Ponzi scheme, and we're done with it. Bears fans deserve better. The buzzwords, the excuses, the failures—it's all got to stop. Just sell the team and go away.
