Season Ticket Bill Gets Paid so I can Return to Playoff Football.

I paid for 2007 season tickets. The price rose a few bucks per ticket. That is what happens when you finally win a home playoff game after 15 years of sucking. Yet, I do enjoy the new Soldier Field. Great sight lines for football, clean, and more bathrooms. I do not miss leaving my seat 300 yards from the action and finding a port-a-potty with a 300-foot line of drunks. A trip always punctuated by my nameless partner (Kevin Golden) rocking the port-a-potty while I was inside. Beautiful Old Soldier Field. What a shithole.

If you get a chance, watch the next NBA playoff game hosted by the Golden State Warriors (Oakland). They have best crowd I have seen in years. They propelled their team to the biggest upset in NBA history. When was the last time a Chicago crowd made a difference? Some will say years ago when the Old Stadium was around. I will say the 2007 NFC championship game. That crowd was relentless. Normally, Bear fans are a fickle bunch. We are usually somewhat quiet, except when singing "Bear Down." Also, we can be negative in our response to adversity. See Rex Grossman.

But not that day. It was the biggest football game in this town since 1985. The fans did not disappoint. We put all our energy into every play. We were especially loud while the Saints were on offense. We did not need a Jumbotron or piped-in music to elevate our volume or tell us when to cheer. When Reggie Bush ripped us for a huge TD catch n' run, we did not give in to despair.

The result was that our Bears played their best 4th quarter of football in years in the biggest game of the season at the time. I was proud of that crowd and proud to be there. There was one Bear fan who was not. This guy that sat down our row threw up all over himself and a buddy...right before the opening kickoff! His buddy, the puked-upon, had to walk his wasted comrade out, and they never returned. That guy should have dumped his jerkoff, drunk buddy over the collonade and quickly returned to his seat. They missed a classic.