I think I'm havin anodder heart attack

So I turn on da TV and da Bears game is playin on da NBC natchional station, my friends. It cain't be on fer more dan two or tree seconds and den Jahn Madden is siddin dere talkin about da 1985 Chicago Bears. He did not bodder mentionin da Coach* but he was dere in spirit I am sure.

How can it be 21 years after the fact, John Madden is still carrying on about the defense the Bears had in 85? Because it RAWKED!

You know what's sad? Is that right now, based on that comment from John Madden, there are thirtysomething fathers all over Chicagoland telling their sons (and praps their daughters) about the fabled 1985 Chicago Bears. I can hear it now - the way Richard Dent would not just sack a QB but shake his game right out of him. They'll mimic Mike Singletary Otis Wilson and Wilber Marshall "woofing" (it didn't start with Arsenio!) on the line, or Leslie Frazier's interceptions. They may remember that idiot Todd Bell was a free agent hold out and missed being a part of history. Then the stories about The Fridge scoring touchdowns, Jim McMahon' mohawk, his sore ass and of course the infamous Roselle headband. Maybe some father's will laugh thinking about Steve Fuller - and all they can recall is he had no rhythm. Or perhaps if they think a bit harder, they might remember the way Kevin Butler blew his cheeks out before every kick. And, as I do myself, you'll take a minute to remember Walter Payton and all the love the city had and has for him. Still is hard to believe he's gone.

Gary Fencik does speaking engagements now. I can't imagine going to some seminar or conference and then finding out he's the key note speaker and having to endure that.

I didn't get the house cleaned.

*Translation: Mike Ditka