Ugh-- Not Ditka Again!

This is one of those weeks that makes me happy I don't live in Chicago
anymore. From what I'm hearing, the flood of empty words concerning the Bears is reaching Katrina levels. In fact, worst of all, once again the just-can't-kill-him spectre of Mike Ditka is back begging for headlines.

OK, I know you Bears fans believe he arrived in Chicago by walking across Lake Michigan from Gary. But the guy is human--really. And in my mind, not a very good one, at that.
1) Give Dracula his due: his record of division championships with the Bears is commendable. I say this: it should be, when you've got Walter Payton in your backfield and Buddy Ryan coaching your defense. You say, yeah, well they still won with Neal Anderson for a couple years and no Ryan. And I say, tell me about losing the last six in a row in '89...or eight of the last nine in '92.
When things went sideways, his teams quit on him. The guy was a true Hall of Famer in only two ways--claiming credit, and deflecting blame.
2) I see this week that if he recognized any personal failings, it was
because the guy he worked for in Chicago was 'a snake', and the one in
New Orleans was 'dumb'. Years after his firings, he still can't let go
of the fear that anyone might see through his persona. With the help of a fawning media, he's always been the 'blue collar/shoot from the
hip/man's man/standup guy'. The truth is, he's a sorry whiner.
3) He once traded an entire year's draft, and picks #1 and #3 from the
NEXT YEAR for Ricky Williams. His defense? Well, the GM and owner knew about it, too.

Like I said, world class whiner.

diderot