What does the ‘C’ stand for?

The Beloved will wear the white ‘C’ on their helmets when they take the field against the Giants on Sunday.

What does it stand for now?

Clowns?

Ted Philips. Jerry Angelo. Trestman. Phil Emery. Ryan Pace. Matt Nagy and his visor. We love clowns. Clueless clowns who parade the GSH through a succession of failures over which the McCaskeys preside. They hired a guy to find Ryan Pace. Ernie Accorsi. They hired a guy to hire the guy. The Niners hired Kyle Shanahan and nine-time Pro Bowler and gave them six-year contracts. Kyle runs a zone-blockiong scheme that must be a joy to watch if you’re a niners fan. Lynch fleeced Ryan Pace who wanted to move up a spot to draft the wrong guy, handing over two second rounders and a third in order to do so.

“Never interrupt your enemy when they’re busy making mistakes.”- Sun Tzu.

Indeed.

Circus?

For it is the place where clowns work. Nagy’s pressers are circuses. Roll up, roll up!

He is not a man to be taken seriously, no one who permanent sports a visor indoors to avert attention to his baldness can be taken so. No man who sees the I-formation as anything more than an embarrassing throwback to the olden days … can be taken seriously. No man who believes multiple ball exchanges – playing hot potato behind the line of scrimmage – whilst running a Chinese fire drill … on 3rd and 1 ….. can be taken seriously. No man who continues to tout Tarik Cohen as a running back, or Anthony Miller as a receiver with balls .. or who persisted with Adam Shaheen for so long … and continues to persist with the comedian Jay Leno at left tackle … can be taken seriously.

C**ts?

There’s been plenty of them. There’s a few standing around now. There’s one calling himself a Defensive Co-ordinator … pretending that he runs a defense formerly known as the Monsters of the Midway.

This particular c**t thinks that once you have a pass rusher of Khalil Mack’s ability then that’s it. Just send him, he’ll do it. Job done. Our Khalil occupies blockers, but our DC is too cute to send anyone else. He’s smarter than the average Bear, isn’t he? He knows. He’s got The Secret. Just that it’s a crappy secret that doesn’t work.

Chicago.

That’s what it should stand for.

Papa Bear would know how to use Roq. Send him straight through the A-gaps and smack someone in the mouth if they’re so keen on stopping Mack. Blitz the Skrine-missile from the edge if they’re so keen on stopping Mack. Get Leonard Floyd’s frame stretching up in front of that QB. Can’t block them all.

Papa Bear wouldn’t peddle a midget for a running back. He wouldn’t stand for the pussyfooting going on in our offensive line. The dropped balls, the shirking of tackles … the business decisions.

Papa Bear is turning in his grave watching this lot.

Clowns.

That’s what it stands for right now.