CHICAGO IL - JANUARY 23: Chicago Bears fans cheer from their seat before the Bears take on the Green Bay Packers in the NFC Championship Game at Soldier Field on January 23 2011 in Chicago Illinois. (Photo by Doug Pensinger/Getty Images)
I feel less of a Chicago Bears fan these days. It has nothing to do with what the team has or hasn't done. It has nothing to do with any actions of Chicago's current or former players. And it has nothing to do with any new-found feelings I have towards a different team. I'm still, and always will be, 100% behind the Chicago Bears. But two days ago I officially became a a resident of Wisconsin, and it's messing with my Bears psyche.
After a lifetime living in Illinois, we moved north of the border to the land of Recreation, Industry, and Agruiculture, or so their sign tells me. Here I thought Wisconsin was simply the land of cheese. We lived close to the border for years in northeast Lake County, but I was still an Illinoisan. Not anymore. I moved further away from the majority of my friends, further away from the organization I've coached in for the last 5 years, and further away from my job. I live in Wisconsin now. Hooray...
My initial concern (initially after the three I mentioned above) was that my Sunday's would no longer have FOX 32 from Chicago feeding into my television, and my Sunday viewing of the beloved Bears would for the most part be over. But it looks like we live close enough to the border so I'll actually get the Chicago feed from all the networks. Concern #2 was that I'd no longer get the Chicago version of Comcast Sportsnet, and with it my Chicago Bulls, but again, our new cable provider looks to have my Comcast so I won't miss any of Stacey King's latest catch phrases. And much to the chagrin of my wife, I'll still be able to watch every possible Bulls game.
So I guess it isn't all bad. I'm only a half hour from my old hood, so I'll give coaching another year. Thirty minutes isn't really that far to visit friends, and when your daily commute to work is already 4 hours, what's adding another hour... We're friends with our neighbors, so that's a plus, but if their little 5 year old son comes into my house wearing his Green Bay Packers jacket again, there could be trouble.