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Mike Singletary deserved better from the 'Niners

One of the frustrating things about life is how little is under our control. Of course, if one is an owner or a general manager of a sports team, there is a tried and true strategy for dealing with bad situations which are beyond one's control.

One firest the manager. Or the coach.

It doesn't matter if the manager or the coach isn't the problem. The point is that firing him is something you can do. It creates at least the illusion of control, and makes an out-of control situation more bearable thereby.

Mike Singletary was a good coach, by all the evidence. Certainly his players regarded him as such. But the San Francisco 49ers had a tough season, so the team's owners fired him, whether he deserved it or not. Hopefully having done so will help them feel better; it certainly isn't likely to help the 49ers win more games next season.

Singletary- the middle linebacker for the 1985 Super Bowl champion Bears- is a class act, a smart man, and someone almost certainly dest…

Luke 2:1-20 (ESV)

The Birth of Jesus Christ

2:1 In those days a decree went out from Caesar Augustus that all the world should be registered. 2 This was the first registration when Quirinius was governor of Syria. 3 And all went to be registered, each to his own town. 4 And Joseph also went up from Galilee, from the town of Nazareth, to Judea, to the city of David, which is called Bethlehem, because he was of the house and lineage of David, 5 to be registered with Mary, his betrothed, who was with child. 6 And while they were there, the time came for her to give birth. 7 And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in swaddling cloths and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn.

The Shepherds and the Angels

8 And in the same region there were shepherds out in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. 9 And an angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were filled with fear. 10 And the angel said to them, “Fear…

Seems the "C" is for "champions"

I guess the victory over the Vikes actually clinched the division. Very nice.

Not that we're going to the Super Bowl or anything. The Bears  may be champions of the NFC North, but that doesn't mean they're a threat to the NFL's elite (as the Pats proved a couple of weeks ago).

Our Super Bowl will be the last game of the season at Lambeau. Any year in which we beat both the Men in Braids and the Mold and Gold twice is a success, no matter what happens in the post-season.

Anyway, the victory over the faux Norwegians merits a Bear Down!

This is getting to be a habit

What with my new temp job at ING (and the necessity of getting up at 5:30 in the morning), it seems like the only time I get to the blog these days is just before or just after a Bears game.

We should beat the Vikes tonight. Coupled with the Mold 'n' Gold's defeat at the hands of the Pats last night (and they certainly did a better job of coping with New England than we did), a victory for the Ursines (which I anticipate) will put us very much in the driver's seat in the NFC North.

As much as I hate to say it, the Slackers are the best team in the division by a long shot. But we still will probably end up as the division champs. What does it prove? The folly of the NFL's unbalanced schedule- which, like the wild card in baseball, leeches the integrity from the entire season.

But it's still fun finishing ahead of the Snot 'n' Pus, whether we deserve it or not.


The Ursine Warriors were thoroughly (though predictably) outclassed by the Pats on Sunday afternoon. I turned it off after the first quarter; I just couldn't watch.

Fortunately, the Tenderlions came up big against the Broccali and Bile, so we're still in the driver's seat for the division crown.

Actually, they're not so tender. Daytwah should have won the first time they played us, and they gave us all they could handle the second time.

Still and all... Bear Down!

The pity and the sorrow: Ron Santo deserved better from those who were less than his peers

One of the many disadvantages of my exile in Des Moines is that unless I'm very active on the computer, I miss important news from Chicago. Seldom have a missed a bigger story to me, personally, than this one.

Here it is Sunday, and I learned only a few minutes ago that my favorite baseball player growing up, Ron Santo, died Thursday in Arizona.

While I was never much of an excuse for a baseball player myself, I always wanted to be a third baseman. Santo- by any measurement one of the ten top players at the Hot Corner in baseball history, and by baseball statistician Bill James's reckoning the sixth best- was the reason. Of all the third basemen I've watched in my life, only Brooks Robinson could match his defensive skills. And offensively he had better numbers than most of the third basemen in the Hall of Fame.

But Santo himself died unimmortalized at Cooperstown. Perhaps it was the fact that the team he's most identified with- the 1969 Cubs, "the best team never…

Shirley we'll miss Leslie Nielsen

ROBERT HAYES: Surely you can't be serious!
LESLIE NIELSEN: I am serious. And don't call me Shirley.
I was in grade school when I first encountered Leslie Nielsen starring in the role of Francis Marion, the "Swamp Fox-" a legendary guerilla fighter in the American War of Independence- in a Walt Disney mini-series. He did a fine job as dramatic actor. Little did I dream that he would become best known for broad comedic roles as Officer Frank Drebben in Police Squadand the Naked Gun movies, and  as Dr. Rumack in Airplane!

As convincing as he was as a hero of the American Revolution, sight gags and outrageous comedy delivered with a straight face were the things he excelled at. Shirley he'll be missed.