Extreme Restraint

I only minded working Christmas for one reason. The Bears played the Packers on national TV at 4:30. I must be to work at 5:00. Thanks to the wonders of Digital Video Recorders, however, I was able to record the game.

Work was relaxed and pleasant. We played games and watched movies. I chose to remain working most of the time and did well to take my mind off the game. AND I did not peek at the score during my shift.

Get home at 3:00. Deep fry a few perogies, sprinkle with cheese, crack open a Diet Coke. I relax and start the game. Rex Grossman starting his first game of the year; I had sheltered and reserved hopes. The defense can handle the beat up Packers but I certainly wanted to see something from the offense with Rex back in the lineup. I wasn't disappointed.

Beautiful passing and running plays. The defense let the Pack run a little more over them then I liked, but I wanted a good game out of this too. I'd be berated by many Bears fans for this, but I love Bret Favre. Honestly I hate seeing him do so poorly. He's approaching 30 interceptions on the year. So many injuries to the Packers make him look much worse then he truly is. I think this will be the last year we'll see him on the field.

But he game back well in the 4th quarter when it counted. Had Ryan Longwell made the two field goals he missed, the outcome may have been much different. I got the best Christmas present though. A great game and a great Bears win that came down to the wire. And a pre-game special about the 1985 Chicago Bears. Isn't this how it should be? 20 years later.
We're Super Bowl bound.

Watching the game at 3:00 - 6:00 AM, well, I have to be considerate with regard to Rob. Anyone who watches a Bears game with me knows, I'll jump around, scream, cry and make a general ass of myself. This is one of the best Bears games I've seen in years and I couldn't make a peep. Years of watching a lackluster team and now I have such pent up energy.

In unrelated things, Peach is doing much better. He doesn't have a bladder infection, but it looks like he is going in renal failure like Friskey. [sighs] But he's okay now and doing much better. Anti-biotics again, an appointment on the 3rd and likely SQL fluids daily for the rest of his life. I really hate doing that to the poor guy.

But I swear... He friggin would not stop crying last night. He wanted to go outside so bad... So I took him out for a walk, but damn, that means he'll sit and cry and cry and cry. I haven't decided if I should take him out anymore.

Ah well, that's Peach for you.

And now, I'll sleep and dream of a Chicago Super Bowl.