Sunday's Poetic Injustice Upon Chicago Bears Fans Caused By The Lifeless McCaskets Ownership
Quinn Harris. Getty Images.Just when you think Matt Eberflus hits rock bottom, he brings in the excavator. Sunday's close loss to the Green Bay Packers - a team he's never beat - came down to a 46-yard field goal that was blocked partly due to Cairo Santos kicking it low to make sure he had the distance. You could easily blame their lacking offensive linemen. Or Santos for kicking it too low. But when you have :36 left and a timeout and you let the clock wind down without trying to make Santos' job easier, that's the most gutless, cowardly decision a coach can make.
Imagine how Caleb Williams' feels to not be trusted for one more play after he put the game on his back on that drive. From 3rd and 19 on their own 21. This is why a lot of defensive coordinators are awful coaches. Many of them are truly gutless cowards. But Matt Eberflus puts them all to shame in end game decision making. I ran some code to see where he stands with active head coaches in one-score game win percentage.
Truly astonishing.
Shout out Zac Taylor adding #33 last night. FYI - I manually added Eberflus's loss from Sunday as the data isn't updated yet, so the others might be one off if they had a one-score game.
But at some point, you can't blame the dog for eating the food left on the floor a millionth time. Every week there's coaching malpractice at the hands of this flat out buffoon of a coach. Whether it's giving the Commanders free yards to allow a Hail Mary, keeping Williams in at the end of the game in Arizona to get hurt when it was beyond possible to win, then doing that again vs New England, or his usual clock mis-management from last night.
Everyone in Chicago except Ryan Poles knew Matt Eberflus was a pile of fart before this season. I mean, you can literally can rearrange the letters in Eberflus to spell "Be Sulfer" which is techinically spelled incorrectly, but you get the point. But Poles did such a fantastic job otherwise that we all gave him the benefit of the doubt. He's in the meeting rooms and game planning with this guy. Certainly there had to be more than the pile of goo we all thought we saw in 2023 and 2022.
Clearly not.
Here's where the poetic injustice comes in. Jim Harbaugh was the guy most every Bears fan wanted for 2024. But it's crystal clear to anyone with a brain that the McCaskeys (as they always have been) were too cheap to get a coach that wasn't a russet potato sold at a bargain misshapen produce subscription.
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Now 7-3, Harbaugh has unchargered the once most cursed team in major sports thanks in large part to him doing the exact thing that our clueless haircut didn't on Sunday. Not settling for a field goal in the final minute and running one more play.
Poetic injustice. He could have been ours. But no. All thanks to a decrepit, lifeless ownership. Imagine a worse nepo succession story. The Roys have nothing on the McCaskets. An ownership as dead as it gets. And as if Sunday's loss wasn't a harsh enough reminder with Eberflus ruining Thomas Browns amazingly competent and intelligible offensive gameplan, we had to see a real coach with at least half a ball play like a winner.
Losers. All of them. But mostly the dead inside McCaskets. Seriously, it's time to Bearcott the rest of the season and shame anyone you know who goes to the games or puts any merch on their Christmas list.