Super!
The coach of the Bears receives a salary decided upon by both team management and the coach. Nobody had their arm twisted to either accept the job or to make the offer.
I would beg to differ on “the finest coach” assessment. The focus of deliberately stealing the ball vs playing hard defense is somehow ooogy. To me, it is the same as a comparison of a sucker punch compared to a face to face confrontation.
One is for men to engage in, the other is the act of a coward.
We have had the opportunity to watch this behavior all season. A ball carrier is wrapped up and another player knocks the ball out of his grasp. Turnover? Technically, yes. Sportsman like? Bullshit.
We will surely see this in the superbowl over and over. This tactic is shameful.
Posted by armadefoc
01/22/2007 at 08:30 AM
Cool to see that two teams that haven’t seen the Super Bowl in many years have finally made it back to the Big Dance.
I remember the ‘86 Super Bowl well, even if I was only 9 at the time. I was sick in bed with the flu, curled up in bed and watched the whole thing in a medicine induced haze. How I can still remember that is beyond me.
This year I’m gonna be cheering on...who else...DA BEARS!
On your first point: agreed but if that’s the case then Smith needs a better agent. Coach Of The Year in 2005 and now in the Super Bowl and he still makes less than every other coach? Either he is incredibly stupid or the Halas family are extremely good negotiators.
Point two: stripping the ball is part of the game, isn’t it? Every player tries to do it to a certain extent. The Bears have always played hard, tough defense and they showed it against the Saints yesterday. Smash-mouth, bruising football is a trademark of Bears teams.
With that said, I predict Indianapolis will win the Super Bowl easily. The Colts’ offense will overpower the Bears defense and run away with the score. Indianapolis by 17.
I also predict the halftime show with Prince will definitely suck.
Another point of history...first time a female QB made it to the Super Bowl...the Bears love to play rough, as it should be, but look for TONS of roughing the peyton...er...passer penalties…
Skipper: I sure hope Prince doesn’t have any wardrobe malfunctions…
DA BEARS!I have been a BALTIMORE Colts fan since birth. I lived in Bawlmer under the mayorship of the great William Donald Schaeffer. He was mayor when that drunked up lying fat assed sack o’ shit Bob Irsay owned the Colts and was jetting off all over to have talks with other cities about moving the team.
One time he flew off to Tampa; oh the rumors where flowing through the streets of ol’ Charm City, all right. Then, a special bulletin on TV; Irsay, flying back to BWI, had called a news conference. Schaeffer would be there, and it would be live on all three regular channels.
Time came and on came a scene from a conference room at BWI. Schaeffer was there, as were City Counsel members and other folks. No Irsay. Finally, Irsay arrives, stumbles up to the podium, drunk as a skunk, looks at the crowd and belches out “What the fuck are all you assholes here for?”
An aide sidles up and whispers in his ear. He perks up, grabs Schaeffer in a neck lock hug from the side and goes on about how the team wasn’t gonna go anywhere, loves Ballimer, Don Schaeffer’s the best, blah blah blah.
A bit later, after negotiations broke down, in a blizzard in the middle of the night, a bunch of Mayflower vans with Indiana plates pull up to the Colt’s training camp and start hauling stuff out. A station got a camera there and tried to talk to anyone in charge. A few fans showed up but what could anyone do? (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Irsay)
So off they went to that city that shall not be named and “da Coats,” as one says in Baltimorese, were gone. The only consolation is that the other guys got Irsay, along with the team.
So, GO BEARS!
The Colts were in Superbowl V.They beat the Cowboys.
Good God… Johnny Unitas? Joe Namath? Skipper, you make me feel old. I do remember those names. Especially Namath, he graced each and every box of Wheaties my mom bought for the next year. In fact, I don’t think he was pushed off the Wheaties until Mark Spitz won the Olympics in ‘72.
