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Bears fans can enjoy the playoffs too

January 10, 2012|By Ernest Wilkins, RedEye

Is anyone else in that weird spot where they're without a dog in the NFL playoff fight?

My girlfriend is a die-hard Steelers fan though, so on Sunday I partook in a full black-and-yellow immersion. I did the whole deal, even the Pennsylvania Polka.

Before we go to the bar, my girlfriend produces a Polamalu jersey for me to wear. I don it, if only because I appreciate quality advertisements for shampoo. And because I'm not stupid.

At the bar, there's a horse-sized dog walking around. He's eating anything that hits the floor. Remind me to get a dog--Swiffer refills are too damn expensive. I remark that Ben Roethlisberger is playing rough on his injured ankle. I'm immediately given three different kinds of stink-eyes.

Oh, hey, whiskey! I'll go over to this corner and drink that. The owner of the bar, Gary, is a stand-up dude. He provided a quality atmosphere and a ridic halftime spread. Roast turkey, home-made gravy and TWO DIFFERENT KINDS OF MASHED POTATOES.

A late rally raises all kinds of hell in the bar. The Broncos are barely hanging on. When the game is tied in the fourth quarter, spirits are high. "HERE WE GO STEELERS, HERE WE GO!" chants ring out. I'm officially emotionally invested. Some deity must notice a Bears fan is about to experience NFL playoff joy, however, and immediately rights the universe by giving Denver a touchdown on the first play of overtime. Game. Over.

Loss notwithstanding, I heartily endorse taking in the scene at a bar filled with fans of another NFL squad—that aren't the Packers, Vikes or Lions, that is.

One more thing: On Monday, Crain's Chicago Business revealed some of the folks who occupy the courtside seats at Bulls games. The list looks like a calendar for "Rich Old White Dudes" magazine. Get outta here!

The Bulls deserve quality characters who make the city look cool out front. Give seats to Freddie Gibbs (noted Bulls fan), the RSVP Gallery/@superfun crew and any of the local streetwear brands that actually sell/make the shoes on the players' feet.

That being said, if any floor-seat holders want me to show them how it's done, I'm more than happy to oblige. E-mail's down below.

erwilkins@tribune.com | @remixchicago

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