Dan Marino and my Mother

In 1985 I was ten years old and I had one love, the Chicago Bears. I watched every game with my Mom and Dad. I remember every Sunday as an event. We would gather around the TV and watch the old school NBC pregame show with Jimmy the Greek and my mom would make all kinds of cool stuff to eat for the games. Sometimes my Dad and I would play catch during halftime or I would go outside and strap on my Cheesy bears helmet and run around the front yard pretending I was Jim McMahon and run into trees as if they were defenders. Looking back I was the size of a smaller man when I was ten and we lived on the corner of the main entrance to my neighborhood. I wonder what people must have thought about the special man at the corner house running into trees with his helmet on. Ah the adventures of an only child. I also think I was introduced to another love of mine that year the Buffalo wing. Except I was a light weight back then and was probably drinking root beer and having Buffalo wings minus the the buffalo sauce ( what was the point). Well, those games and that year always remind of special memories and great times with my parents.

One week During that season in particular was horrible. Monday Dec. 2 1985....... Argh this day haunts me. The week prior I went to my first Bears Game and it was Awesome. I had a hat that I thought was so cool because it said Bears Kick Butt! For those of you that done know the above mentioned date it was the day my perfect team became not so perfect and lost to Dan Marino and the Dolphins. I blame three people for this loss in week 13- in this order from least responsible to most responsible 3. Dan Marino - he was awesome and was one of my all time favorite players except against the Bears. 2. Buddy Ryan -for not listening to Ditka and giving up on the 46 defense against Marino and run a Zone or cover 2 defense. 3. My mom.. I truly believe my Mom is responsible for the only Bear's loss in 1985 it was the only game that year I didn't see in its entirety, it was a school night and I was in bed before halftime. The Bears lost that game 38-24 and I feel the hopes and dreams of one more Ten year old awake and watching would have accounted for at least two more touchdowns and a couple of 3 and outs for big DAN Marino. I love you Mom, but I still hold you responsible.

Nek