About effin’ time, huh?
I suppose this means I can finally stop wearing my commemorative Bears Super Bowl tube socks and wash burn them. Would’ve been sweet to see Payton and Duerson there. Such is the slow damage of time on all of us.

(Image: Jason Reed/Reuters)
Did not miss Dan Hampton’s self-induced political absence in the least. Dick.
I’m just going to come out and say it. This hurts a little bit. This is a hard thing for a Bears fan to do… You guys come into my house to rub it in.

Talkin’ (some) Proudness. Sealing up an improbable NFC North Division title while introducing Favre to another kind of frozen tundra and an early earlier retirement.

The whiteout continues, while the tension builds.

Snatching defeat from the jaws of victory in WNY. Top of the world divisional heap, Ma.

Two wins in a row? Somebody break up these Bills. Bears shoot depleted Fish in a barrel.

Finally off the schneid (thank you, hapless Lions!).
Bears and Packers tied atop their division restores the natural order of football things in the midwest.

The head-to-head matchup was going to be a mish-mash of happysad, no matter who won or lost. The positive spin…? The Bears stay division-competitive.
This game photo sums up the Bills’ season, no spin needed.
(Photo: Scott Trazzante/Chicago Tribune)

Close (again) but no cigar, and now a waste of a perfectly good paper bag of shame. In Chicago, no news is good still bad news.

A valiant effort against Baltimore comes up one bad officiating call short, while the Jay Cutler/Mike Martz experiment provides more anti-dividends.