CUT THE SHIT, AND START BAGENT. PERIOD.
TB17!
This is probably going to be my most controversial post on this blog, and I can already smell the Molotov cocktails in the streets. But let's cut the bullshit:
Tyson Bagent needs to be the starter of the Chicago Bears.
Not “Week 5”. Not when Caleb "figures it out." Not after some PR "evaluation period."
Now. Opening night.
I don't give a shit about "draft status." I don't give a fuck if Caleb Williams was hyped as a "generational talent" (and who the fuck came up with that label for Caleb?). Mahomes wasn't even labeled a "generational talent." Neither was Joe Burrow. Neither was Josh Allen. And you're telling me this guy gets the label based on 37 college games with one great season? Please.
I care about winning football games. And if you've been watching this preseason and still think Caleb's the guy, you're lying to yourself. This season marks the 40th anniversary of the '85 team, and, aside from Ditka and Lovie, there hasn't been a winning team in decades. You know what? This kid, Bagent, is different.
The Pulse with Bagent
Bagent gives this team a pulse. The offense actually breathes with him.
He had a fantastic training camp. "Some" of the Chicago media said it, and even the national media have said it. Scouts have said it. The kid can play.
If you watched him in the preseason, you can clearly see it:
The ball comes out fast. He's poised. He's mobile when he needs to be. He knows where to go with the football. Watch the tape. Chiefs game, Bills game—you can see it.
Fuck, even Chiefs fans, who know what a real quarterback looks like, are in the YouTube comments saying things like:
"Why the hell isn't this kid starting?"
"Bagent is the man!"
"Tyson Bagent is better than some teams' starting QBs."
And you know what? They're right.
Caleb: The Ugly Truth
Caleb? He's holding the ball forever. Panicking in the pocket. Throwing baby stuff underneath.
Everything scouts and analysts warned about him at USC is here:
Reading defenses
Nervous feet in the pocket
Lacks touch
Scared of the rush
Too much fucking “Hero Ball”
Inconsistent mechanics & footwork
Bad anticipation, timing, and reads
Questionable decision-making & football awareness
And this "generational" shit talk? This is the same Chicago media garbage they fed us with Trubisky and Fields. It's a rerun nobody asked for.
The Lines Are a Joke
You want to know why this team is going to get exposed week after week? Start with the trenches.
There's no fucking push on the defensive line. Zero! That KC preseason game? A mess. The only reason we were even close was because the Chiefs' guys, who were trying to make the team, dropped passes. Without that? Fucking blowout.
And where's the so-called beloved DT pick Poles puffed his chest about? Shemar Turner? Hurt all camp. Hasn't sniffed the field. Sounds familiar—like the tackle we took last year, drafted injured, thrown into the fire to absolutely fail.
Even Trent Green, a guy who actually played successful quarterback football, said it during the Chiefs-Bears preseason game: You need a tremendous push up front. We have absolute shit.
Then this jerkoff GM goes and gives $50 million to a linebacker from Indy. Colts fans Reddit are laughing their asses off:
They can't believe this actress GM paid that kind of bag for "meh." Overpaid, unproven, average-as-hell player.
This Roster Is a False House of Bullshit
Four years into this rebuild, and what do we have?
No solid left tackle
No true pass rusher
No bell-cow running back
Missed on the trenches every draft
Luxury pieces instead of foundation
15-36 Record
Ryan Shithole isn't good at drafting in the trenches, and he fucking knows it. He misses on the obvious picks. Look at the 2nd and 3rd round picks he just cut the other day—guys he drafted on his fucking watch. Not one fucking game-wrecker.
He's not a good evaluator of talent. Fuck, Jerry Jones is a hot mess, but at least he's drafted some real studs like DeMarcus Lawrence, Micah Parsons (who's gonna kill our offensive line now in Green Bay), and offensive linemen like Zach Martin and Travis Frederick.
Tyrique Stevenson? A walking personal foul. A penalty waiting to happen. Starts fights at practice instead of making plays. Should've fucking cut him the night of the Fail Mary.
And the GM? A 15–36 actress. Likes shiny toys. Doesn't know how to build a team. Look at that Chiefs preseason game again—our "big free agent" pass rusher from the Colts got little-brothered by KC's Simmons kid.
Colts fans were amazed they even got rid of him.
The QB Room: The Truth Nobody Wants to Hear
Here's the part people can't swallow: Bagent is simply better.
Caleb is scared in the pocket.
Hero ball doesn't work here.
He threw 3,600 yards last year, but half was garbage time.
Deep ball accuracy? Don't ask.
Mechanics and decision-making? Not there.
Big arm? Who gives a fuck if you can't aim it?
Meanwhile, Bagent looks like a mobile Jared Goff. He fits Ben Johnson's system perfectly. And Ben Johnson fucking knows it.
The writing is on the wall. Watch Johnson's face when the media asks about Bagent—he glows like Rose looking at Jack in Titanic:
That's not hate on Caleb. That's a coach seeing who runs his system better.
The Rest of the Circus
This GM has wasted four years. No depth. No nasty on either line. They draft a punter in the 4th, hype him like he's generational. George McCaskey's umpiring softball games while this ship sinks. And don't get me started on this fucking stadium mess—that "pimp" president already lost the deal.
Even rival fans are admitting it: they're praying Caleb stays the starter because it makes their lives easier.
Hell, I'll bet you a bottle of Hennessy or a case of Miller Lite that even Carl Williams, Caleb's dad, sees the writing on the wall. Deep down, he knows Bagent's better.
Side Notes the Media Won't Touch
Penix Jr.? Daniels? This asshole GM didn't even look at them. He blindly said Caleb's our guy. And now we're stuck pretending Caleb is the guy. And don't give me "big arm" talk. Who gives a fuck when you can't aim it?
This Is Bigger Than Caleb
The franchise keeps trying to sell us dreams. Rex. Jay. Mitch. Fields. Now Caleb. Same pattern. False hope. Fans burned.
Bagent has been the Bears' best QB for the last three years with a .500 record when he's been in. Student of the game. Focused. Not filming class trips to Denmark. Not doing GQ videos or horseshit Esquire interviews. Nobody gives a fucking shit.
Bagent is the kind of guy who wants to grab the job and never let it go. He's hardworking. Small Town Moxie. Humble. Has the opportunity to make something of himself.
This story smells like Kurt Warner:
Or when Pete Carroll told the Seattle media they were going with Russell Wilson over the overpaid, overhyped Matt Flynn:
Not that overhyped bullshit about being drafted 1st overall, with your "Daddy" worrying about team ownership or your personal financial trajectory. Fuck off.
The Figure Skater and the Gold Medal
You can feel it. When Bagent's on the field, the energy is different.
He's like that Russian figure skater who was the backup in the Olympics, stepped on the ice, and won the gold in the first three minutes:
Everyone watching knew it. She knew it. You can't fake it. Shit was a wrap.
