What do you love about Football?

And the fact that, though we’ve sucked donkey gonads for most of the time since the hallowed team of Superbowl 20, our fans are loyal without (for the most part) resorting to hyperbole.

The one on one matchups. When you watch the game and you can see 2 guys just kicking each others ass. Jonathan Ogden was one of the best LT this league has ever seen but Dwight Freeney used to eat his lunch when they played. I loved watching Reggie White manhandle OTs like they were ragdolls. I love watching Brandon Jacobs in the open field getting ready to run over Laron Landry. That’s the shit I love about football.

I agree with Scepsy12, that the strategy is important. Trying to figure out which play(executed correctly) will give you the best results on Offense, and trying to figure out how to counter the opponents best move to nullify their best option.

I also love the fact that at any time an average play can become extraordinary based on a variable(ie tipped pass, forced fumble, pick six, 50 yards after the catch on a 3-yard slant, etc)

The divisional rivalry doesn’t suck either!

by the defense..

Football takes passion, whether you’re playing it or watching it. I love that I can yell at the TV and not feel like a total idiot.
It takes passion to be able to go out there and play with everything you have and to just run over people, and I love when players have a real passion for the game and their team.
Btw, did I mention the passion?

Also, I love that fans are like family: you fight with them, but at the end of the day, everyone comes together for that one time – the game. Whether you win or lose, you know someone feels the same way you do. And for me personally, it’s a great way to bond with the bf. :)

P.S. I was really excited because I had a football conversation with a guy in my class the other day – and I actually knew what he (and I) was talking about…lol.

created this blog, no football, no blog, then what the hell would I do at work?

Wait…

all of that is fine and dandy… but i love it when all top ten plays of the night are football!!! i love it when all we talk about is football, football, fottball… and not have to hear some somartass say “it isn’t even football season!!!” i love catching a D-II game at midnight and seeing some super stud running back, or receiver, and from that point forward, following the rest of his college career. i love the memories it brings back and the lessons in life that it taught me. i love the "big play. " i love it’s rich history, especially since i’m from chicago. i love the three initials on the left sleeve of every jersey that i own. i love the new soldier field… i love the old one even more. i love being able to enjoy the career one of the most prolific runningback of all times. i love knowing that the cowboys haven’t been to a playoff game this century, and the last time they were, they were beaten by the cards… i love that the state seal on my birth certificate says “must hate green bay” in invisible ink. i am a “fanatic” in every sense of the word. thanks for letting me rant…it’s a long wait ’til opening weekend!!!!

Winning is not a sometimes thing; it’s an all the time thing. You don’t win once in a while; you don’t do things right once in a while; you do them right all the time. Winning is a habit. Unfortunately, so is losing.

There is no room for second place. There is only one place in my game, and that’s first place. I have finished second twice in my time at Green Bay, and I don’t ever want to finish second again. There is a second place bowl game, but it is a game for losers played by losers. It is and always has been an American zeal to be first in anything we do, and to win, and to win, and to win.

Every time a football player goes to ply his trade he’s got to play from the ground up – from the soles of his feet right up to his head. Every inch of him has to play. Some guys play with their heads. That’s O.K. you’ve got to be smart to be number one in any business. But more importantly, you’ve got to play with your heart, with every fiber of your body. If you’re lucky enough to find a guy with a lot of head and a lot of heart, he’s never going to come off the field second.

Running a football team is no different than running any other kind of organization – an army, a political party or a business. The principles are the same. The object is to win – to beat the other guy. Maybe that sounds hard or cruel. I don’t think it is.

It is a reality of life that men are competitive and the most competitive games draw the most competitive men. That’s why they are there – to compete. To know the rules and objectives when they get in the game. The object is to win fairly, squarely, by the rules – but to win.

And in truth, I’ve never known a man worth his salt who in the long run, deep down in his heart didn’t appreciate the grind, the discipline. There is something in good men that really yearns for discipline and the harsh reality of head to head combat.

I don’t say these things because I believe in the “brute” nature of man or that men must be brutalized to be combative. I believe in God, and I believe in human decency. But I firmly believe that any man’s finest hour – his greatest fulfillment to all he holds dear – is that moment when he has to work his heart out in a good cause and he’s exhausted on the field of battle – victorious.

Vince Lombardi

I agree and he was a great coach, to bad he was the coach of GB. Halas had to have some inspiring speech’s as well. Nothing against Lombardi, he just bleeds the wrong colors.

the blind side sack. I love when an opposing QB is so disoriented that he walks to our sideline after he was blindsided on third and long. I love the de-cleater. I love the goal line stand. I love the open field hit that forces a fumble. I love the punt returner that should have called a fair catch who gets hammered after barely gaining possession of the ball. I love the head hunter. I love the submariner. I love the football warrior, the assassin, the fearless. I love Soldier Field in January. I love the cold air steam coming from the players mouths. I love the blood on the lineman’s uniform. I love the roar of the crowd. I love the Bears.

but I think my favorite thing maybe the “in it together” feeling you get with fellow fans. All summer long the city is divided and if you were blue or black its like you’re the enemy. Then the leaves change colors and a team in green comes to town… and we’re united again. And all pulling for the same thing. Just a very cool feeling.

And. I a gree with everything Haight said. Those are all the things I love about football.

I fell in love with football watching #34 run guys over. The smallest guy on the field refusing to go down or back… just for that extra yard.

I feel so much apart of them wheather they win or lose and i love them i dont know how much id love the game without them. the game itself i love the hitting the strategy and the competitve nature it bring so many words

I look forward to Sundays, Monday nights, and some Thursdays. It helps me get through the day, the week, the month, knowing that I will always have my Bears to cheer for, get with the DieHards, and cheer them on at our local establishment. I love knowing that the guys and gals I am cheering with love them just as much as I do, and if the Bears lose, I feel I lost too. Mondays suck after a loss. Mondays RULE when we win! And it’s even better when we beat Minnescrotum and Green Gay!
I love football because it helps me forget about all the shit that goes on in this world, if only for a few hours on a Sunday. Bear Down.

if I had to sum up why I love football, It would be this

Obviously, I love the Bears and watching all their games, but just thinking about the possibilities of them winning and go to the playoffs makes me giddy like a school girl. Drinking cheap domestic beer, eating 5 different flavors of wings, yelling, cheering, and being an obnoxious die-hard fan.

Favorite play:

Play-action pass

Least favorite play:

Fumbled center to QB exchange (I’m looking in your direction Sexy Rexy!)

Football, it’s the sport of kings, better than diamond rings, Football.

“Wildcats”

Any Sunday, it is fair game, heavily favored to win, heavily favored to lose means nothing. Both teams fight until they have nothing left and it’s all on the field. I love Football for moments like these.

1. When Bo Jackson ran into the locker room on Monday Night Football
2. When i saw Deion Sanders take a kickoff to the House against the Eagles and started higstepping from the 30 yard line.
3. When the Chicago Bear, (i can’t remember who) blocked the potential game winning kick for the packers in Lameblow field the week Sweetness passed away.
4. When the Fridge double pumped spiked the ball in the Super Bowl and almost fell over :).
5. When Randall Cunningham avoided the sack by keeping himself up with one hand, then standing up and throwing the touchdown in the corner of the endzone.

Those are just some of the thousands of moments that you get from watching the best game on earth.

Also, watching Steve (Mongo) McMichael torture Marc Giangreco for all those years on the Bears postgame show on NBC. I had fond memories of watching that back in the day.

leading the bears to a 61-7 pasting over the pack! Walter Payton’s block to save Jim McMahon’s life on his YD pass to Willie Gault against the Vikings.