Lo', behold, it's a sign of light.
That was some terrible English, and half those words probably don't exist—yet—but the Bears may have gotten one right.
Jeremy Bates, quarterbacks coach and future foul language confidant of Jay Cutler, welcome aboard.
I'm so glad it's a) someone Cutler has worked with before and b) someone Cutler has worked really well with before. As in 2008, Pro Bowl season, 4,500 yards.
You figure with Bears QBs at their usual 1,000 yards-a-season clip, it takes 4.5 years to come up with that around here. Of course, please consider that it was Denver and they did have a) an offensive line and b) actual receivers—actual as in not like the ones we have.
So, now we just need a) an offensive line and b) receivers.
My plan is simple. Trade for Brandon Marshall, sign Vincent Jackson and draft Michael Floyd. Yeah, get 'em all while we have the muscle.
Offensive line: Earn your money. Phil Emery, find us some gems in the draft--the way Jerry Angelo couldn't.
Also, new offensive line coach Tim Holt? Never heard of him. So you know Lovie got his guy.
OK, too much else to worry about right now. Like the Blackhawks. I ask this in all honesty: Who's left?
Half the dudes have the flu. They've lost like 10 in a row. Now is not the time for negativity and pointing of fingers.
Yes it is. I see mishandlings of the puck, turning it over in the offensive zone, other miscues. This is starting to remind me of the Alpo Suhonen years. Oooh, made you remember. Do you feel sick? You should.
So, I can't tell: Corey Crawford--is that career over or is it just beginning? Because now we have Ray Emery.
The Bulls are kind of sick too. D-Rose day-to-day. Maybe it's just a case of the winter blahs, but every time I pick up a paper (that's a lie. No one picks up a paper anymore) someone is banged up. Hello, Luol Deng.
Whoever else. I don't care. Thanks to a lack of college basketball, we're forced to watch.
Bag Boy is a RedEye special contributor.