Things have been pretty crazy at the Sneaky Pete residence the past two weeks. I already had one Thanksgiving dinner (in SW Wisconsin) this weekend, and I've got one more tomorrow. My Little Middle Linebacker turns five Friday. My niece's birthday is coming up. As a contractor I don't get Friday off as a paid holiday, yet we can't go into work because none of the direct-hires will be in and Lord knows a contractor can't think for himself! Anyway, that means I've been trying to work 10-hour days to lose as little pay as possible. I had dart league last night. Blah, blah, blah...
What does all this mean? Not much, just that I didn't have time to blog this week.
Please accept the most sincerest of apologies to anyone who may have been looking forward to a bitter blog about the Bears from Sneaky Pete. Sorry, I just don't have it in me this week.
What's that? You say you want something, ANYTHING to get you through Thanksgiving? Okay here is a prediction for this Sunday's game against the Broncos:
The Bears will lose to the Broncos 31 to 20 at home. The Broncos running game will be too much for the Bears D. The Bears will redefine the term "offensive futility." Rex Grossman will be running for his life when the offense is forced to play in a five wide receiver set after Cedric Benson averages a season-low 1.2 yards per carry in his first ten carries and is chased off the field by fans wearing Payton jerseys, wielding pitchforks and torches.
Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone! :)