Chicago's Grief

As arrant as they get
He stares down his man
Off target - of course
The man ran fast as he can

[Hut! Hut!]

With a look so somber
Dazed and confused without care
One look at this man
As a fan, you're left in despair

[Hut! Hut!]

Hit after hit, sack after sack
He acts without warning
There's no turning back

[Hut! Hut!]

How he's a starter
Dude is just about average
He's kept me wondering for years
Like my name was Fred Savage

[Omaha! Omaha!]

First and goal or the red zone don't matter
It's leaving his hand
Soon as he hears pitter patter

[Hut! Hut!]

Regardless of the coverage
He'll try and fit in between
Like a fat chick at a buffet
Who just stepped on the scene

[Blue Thirty Two! Blue Thirty Two!]

Pick six for the win
For the other team is the case
Your team just acquired him
So get used to the taste

[Hut! Hut!]

Of defeat lead by he
Whom could care less 'bout the game
Lacking passion or heart
To the viewers - it's all the same

[Red Rover! Red Rover!]

He gets most of the blame
When he's good, some of the fame
Some analysts question
Why he even plays the game

[Option! Option!]

If you're an opponent, you can expect
To get served from the butler
You'll get bad passes gallore
From none other than Cutler

[Hike!]

Interception.

Posted in: Chicago Bears,Jay Cutler