Author: ButchDeadLift

  • Broken Statues

    Broken Statues

    Those of you familiar with my posts through the years know I like Zen. However, I also appreciate Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche
    Some may see this as paradoxical since Nietzsche essentially deems Eastern Philosophy [and Christianity] ultimately too passive and nihilistic
    After all, what can be more ridiculous than “the will to nothingness”?
    But hey, Zen is all about paradoxes, as is Nietzsche

    “For if a poet should be consistent
    How could he ever show things existent?” – some Romantic, likely Shelly

    I’m no Nietzsche acolyte [believe me, you run across them in certain circles], but he is what I would coin a “dark prophet”

    A keen eye that observes humanity and comes away mostly disgusted

    Much in the same vein as Machiavelli, Thomas Hobbes or more recently the Coen Brothers

    With that in mind, I came across a fascinating breakdown as to why power corrupts, and why humans fall for strongmen such as Caesar, Napoleon, Najib Razak, Putin…

    I cannot recommend this psychological topology enough

    ——-crib notes———

    • According to Harvard and University of Chicago, 40% of corrupt politicians in certain regions consistently win elections – why?

    “Sometimes you need someone willing to break the rules” and “They get things done”

    • “When personal control feels impossible during economic instability, social upheaval, or personal failure, we become susceptible to anyone who offers us a share in their apparent power”
    • Ressentiment” – a festering psychological condition born from perceived powerlessness, suppressed vengeance and redirected rage:

    “Man would rather will nothingness than will nothing at all”

    Some would rather destroy than meekly watch; at least destruction gives the illusion of personal power

    • When we elevate leaders to heroic or even quasi-religious status, we become invested in defending their mythic image rather than evaluating their actual behavior. Supporters of controversial leaders often integrate their personal identity with narratives about their leader’s greatness. Abandoning their leader would require reconstructing their own identity making criticism feel like self-betrayal
    • “Beware that statue does not crush you”

    “Ozymandias”

    Percy Bysshe Shelley
    1792 –1822

    I met a traveller from an antique land,
    Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
    Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
    Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
    And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
    Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
    Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
    The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
    And on the pedestal, these words appear:
    My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
    Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
    Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
    Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
    The lone and level sands stretch far away.”
  • Moving on up?

    Moving on up?

    Oct 29, 2023; Santa Clara, California, USA; Cincinnati Bengals linebacker Germaine Pratt (57) intercepts the pass by San Francisco 49ers quarterback Brock Purdy (13) during the third quarter at Levi’s Stadium. Credit: Kelley L Cox-Imagn Images

    So I mentioned (LB) Germaine Pratt before. Bengals cut him likely to make room for (DE) Trey Hendrickson. He’s 29, 6’3, 250, racked up 143 tackles in ’24 plus has a knack for making clutch plays

    On the negative side, he may not have the wheels Ben Johnson and Allen seem to covet NTM Poles may be keeping his powder dry for a possible DE

    [Update]

    Germaine Pratt signed with Raiders

    Which brings us to some rumors

    So apparently, D.J. Moore sold his Chicago condo.

    Chicago Bears wide receiver D.J. Moore on June 6 sold his three-bedroom, 3,272-square-foot duplex penthouse condominium in a building in Lincolnshire for $870,000,” Bob Goldsborough of the Chicago Tribune reported on June 9.

    There’s been some chatter about a possible trade to acquire picks to turn into a DE

    Like I said in the pre-draft piece, how B.J. judges any of the leftover Flus roster is an unkown unknown. He may love D.J.; he may have seen him check out since Caleb arrived or jogging off the field mid-play


    It’s important to consider that Moore and his family are expecting a third child

    So if we hear D.J. is buying a bigger home, well, then chalk this up to June boredom

    However, if not, this story could blow up fast especially if Hendrickson and T.J. Watt continue disgruntled

    Stay tuned…

  • Critiquing Caleb, Part 2

    Critiquing Caleb, Part 2

    J.T. O’Sullivan [former NFL QB and Founder of “The QB School”] watches about as much film as any Chicago superfan ever has especially last year
    His specialty is evaluating QBs, but in the process analyzes everything else

    His breakdowns last season showed a lot of details, some of which was unpleasant, like the baffling route concepts, D.J. Moore loafing, and Keenan Allen looking old and hurt
    All of which carried over into the regular season
    Cole Kmet looking like a stud in PS sadly did NOT carry over

    The Score catches him a year later and asks “What went wrong?” J.T. seems like he pulls some of his punches but still offers some insight

    Some notes.

    1.‘How can this guy not have the resources to go out there and be successful? but also, if you’re unhappy, and you’re the guy, walk in there, put your fist on the table and demand help’

    2. ‘I was in systems where the starter is responsible for watching film on corners- the backup would be in charge of watching film on safeties – the 3rd guy responsible for the nickel’
    [Seems obvious this wasn’t the type of system Waldo ran though Warner puts film watching squarely on the QB]

    3. ‘PS loafing was a big red flag for Eberflus’ culture.’ [as was skipping on Jalen Carter, but that’s for a future post]

    Once the PS games kick-off, J.T. is someone you may want to follow

    I found this curious. I actually don’t know exactly what to make of it since many believed Brock Purdy was Captain Checkdown and according to PFF, he is not

    OTOH, Caleb Williams and Purdy went a combined 11-23 in ’24 season, so that isn’t ideal

    Particularly when one considers that Caleb was terrible going deep, sacked a whopping 67 times and likely scrambled instead of checking down….meanwhile the 9ers just guaranteed Purdy a cool $185M! Go figure

    So on top of pocket awareness, presnap reads, deep ball and consistency, Caleb also needs to work on the checkdowns [or throwaways to avoid sacks]

    Fret not though. In 2022 Jalen Hurts [yes, the same who went bombs away in two SBs] checkdowned 3.3%, and if you read the comments, they’ll sound awfully familiar

    https://x.com/JackPConnell/status/1530307608091017218

    Needless to say, Caleb Williams, Ben or no Ben, has his work cut out for him in 2025

  • Zen 4

    Zen 4

    “I’m not young enough to know everything.” – J.M. Barrie

  • Critiquing Caleb, Part 1

    Critiquing Caleb, Part 1

    Todd Rosenberg/Getty Images

    Preamble:

    “We are what we habitually do; therefore, excellence is a habit” – Aristotle

    A father took his young protege son to get taught by a master. “He’s great now. I can imagine how much better he’ll be after the master’s tutelage”
    The protege played for the master.
    “You undeniably play well, but alas, I cannot help you”
    The father, shocked, inquired, “Why?”
    “His technique is beyond repair”

    “Cutler was ruined before he even entered the NFL. Running for his life on a weekly basis at Vandy ingrained terrible habits he never unlearned.
    He was throwing from his back foot ‘til his very last NFL game” – a quote I always remembered back when the Jay debate was raging

    It’s OTAs, and the circle-jerkathon is in full force. We already got the spunky 7th rounder from Rutgers. Now all we need for the annual Bears’ summer is some lil known try-hard to win the Joe Anderson Trophy

    So it’s important to keep everything in perspective without rose-tinted glasses. Get past all the Ben Johnson honeymoon bouquets, FA stars and draft ‘studs’…

    This season will MOSTLY depend on the most vital position in all of sports:

    Quarterback

    It’s hard to quantify where great coaching ends and great QBing begins. Belichick/Brady make a fascinating study. However, I do believe that a superb coach, like a good parent, master or teacher can make a difference IF the learner is caught early.

    As Frederick Douglass once expressed, “It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men.”

    The #1 question for the foreseeable Bears’ future:

    Is Caleb broken beyond repair already or can Ben Johnson still build him up?

    Greg Cosell, Senior Producer at NFL Films, wonders this very question

    Few points from the vid

    – Pocket awareness

    “NFL goes back years and years, and often guys who get sacked a lot in college – who tend to retreat backwards – don’t do well”

    “Shadeur Sanders retreats a lot too. It might be innate. A longtime coach said that’s going to be really hard to fix”

    [Notice how all, Cutler, Caleb and Shadeur, played behind porous college olines? Does this create irreversible “happy feet” esp if they are thrown into a similar setup in the NFL which only reinforces it?]

    ‘Often QBs create their own sacks. Feel pressure that isn’t there. I don’t know if you can teach a QB to hang in the pocket and hit a receiver with defenders barreling down’

    – Assessing Ds [the Kurt Warner angle]

    ‘In the NFL it can’t be pure progression [where the D almost doesn’t matter]. In the NFL knowing how the D lines up is a BIG factor, and it’s hard to diagnose a D if there’s only 4 seconds on the clock’

    Those are two YUGE areas Caleb MUST solve, and quick. The third I would add is consistency
    Caleb Williams creates many ‘wow’ plays. But so did Jay Cutler
    Then the next play he throws it right into the gut of a DT or 4 INTs to DeAngelo Hall
    Rex Grossman won NFC Offensive Player of September, and look how that ended…

    Can’t win a SB like that
    Caleb must show up for the first 3 QTRs

    On the bright side, Cossell asserts BJ will at least help Caleb unlike the previous regime:

    ‘Ben Johnson does a great job of creating separation to make it easier for QBs
    [think prime GB with Rodgers when Jordy Nelson and gang ran free on crossing routes]

    But in the end your kid has to swim; your kid has to ride down the hill without training wheels; your kid has to drive on his own with his buddies acting like maniacs…

    As Caleb must himself ascend to that near mythic and ever elusive ‘generational QB’ and not flatline into another Bad Rex or Smoking Jay

  • “Gridiron Glory” by guest reg I Bleed Navy and Orange

    “Gridiron Glory” by guest reg I Bleed Navy and Orange

    It was the last football play of my life.

    I knew it would be my last game; I saw no future in it for me – only finality.  We were a sub-500 Division III team ending the season on a low note. So deeper meaning largely escaped me.

    With less than 3 minutes to go, we were down 20-3, and the other team had all their subs, scrubs, and seniors playing instead of their starters. In the defensive huddle, our SAM spit blood onto the ground. He had lost his mouthguard a few plays back and bit his lip during a tackle. I remember pulling my foot out of the way; for some reason I didn’t want to get my weathered shoe bloody. We broke the huddle and I laughed at myself: why should I care? I was going to throw those cleats away before nightfall.

    The offense lined up in an inverted wishbone. I was Rover–a strong safety who could line up in a number of different places, depending on the offensive formation and down/distance. Our SAM set up on the inside shoulder of the tight end, acting like he was going to rush. I bounced around his outside shoulder a yard off the line, faking like I would blitz, too. The QB took the snap and after a half step forward, the SAM and I both dropped into coverage–he dropped to his hook zone, and I zoomed toward the flat.

    Sure enough, the tight end looked to block someone, but no one was engaged with him. The offensive line stuttered, then let the defensive rush through. The strong-side halfback snuck forward, and I felt like the rest of my team knew with as much certainty as I exactly where the ball was going.

    The backup playing QB didn’t have a speck of dirt or grass stain on his uniform, and for all I know hadn’t played in a game before this one. He was hyped up, and his pass rainbowed way too high, over halfback and over even the linemen setting the center screen. Our SAM caught the overthrow against his shoulderpad, took one step and caught the arm of one of the offensive linemen, who was diving to make the tackle.

    I knew that fireplug of a SAM, all 5’10” and maybe 230lbs, could break that arm tackle. The play had started from about their 20 yard line; there was a chance we could actually score on defense! one last burst of glory. I saw the tight-end in his pristine jersey, still not engaged with anyone, and knew my SAM would need help getting past. I ran to block so my SAM could score.

    I popped the tight-end and tried to drive him as  I felt my cleats catch in the cold turf. In spots, the mud was half-frozen and plastic.

    And then my SAM broke the tackle, but not clean. He fell into my right leg. All 230 lbs of him, right into the side of my knee. Somehow everything was moving slowly enough that I felt him hit, and knew the only way I wouldn’t blow my knee out would be to collapse it, so I did.

    But my cleats were stuck in the mud and grass, and could not release–especially with my weight, the goon tight end’s weight, and now 230 lbs of linebacker pushing everything down.

    I felt the bones grinding together in my ankle and screamed, but that didn’t help, and the pain didn’t end. What I remember the most was the feeling of tension–of things being pushed and pulled in ways they aren’t supposed to go–and a grinding that sounded in my brain like massive stone blocks being dragged over each other. I remember squeezing my eyes shut and seeing bright red against the backs of my eyelids, despite the late-afternoon shadows on the field.

    The next thing I knew, I was crawling off the field, refusing to look back. I was certain my foot had been ripped off my leg, and at best was dragging behind me by my sock… but more likely, it had been pulled clean off and was still stuck in the turf. The pain was immense, but the fear was even bigger. How long before the amputated foot couldn’t be reattached?

    I got to the sideline and I guess I was whimpering something about my foot being gone, and before the trainers got to me, someone told me no, everything’s still attached.

    “Is it hanging there limp?” I asked, still not bearing to look.

    No, they reassured me. Looks like it’s pointing the right direction and everything.

    The trainers got me into a seated position and I risked a look. It was already swelling, and they cut my shoe off, but it didn’t look as hideous as it had felt when it happened. It was bad–very bad–but I wasn’t going to lose my foot.

    I didn’t find out until much later that the interception had been for nothing. The game ended 20-3.

    For years, I avoided the fate my original ortho predicted–that the bone was degenerating and within 10 years I would need my lower leg unzipped from both sides and a graft from my hip put into the tibia.

    But this past spring, my new ankle doc gave me the bad news from a new MRI. Next week I get a bone graft in the talus, and cadaver cartilage to replace all the stuff that got ground away 33 years ago.

    This is the price we pay for fleeting glory on the gridiron – in a forgotten game at the end of a meaningless career, on a frozen field. The last time I took off my helmet wasn’t some moment of meaning that I kept crystallized in my memory; I tore it off and tossed it aside while injured and never saw it again.

    My buddy and I had a saying: “broken bones heal; pain is temporary; chicks dig guys with scars.” I add another one to the collection in June.

  • “Mexico is Raw” by guest reg Hippy

    “Mexico is Raw” by guest reg Hippy

    Mexico is raw. 

    Dusk urgency had us loading the van. 

    Not a good plan to drive at night type urgency

    I was to blame. I wouldn’t come in. 

    The jungle, when lush, is amazing; it’s like a green canopy creating a tunnel as high as the highest truck that prunes it over the two lane highway.. 

    We pulled through La Union and hit a checkpoint at the Troncones turn off. 

    “Dude, we are next to a Pemex”

    “Saw it, Fuck”

    You can’t turn around and have them follow you. If they control the national petrol station… That’s not the Military. 

    The Cartel monitors the highway because of business competition, not surf tourism, but that is not reassuring with automatic rifles and hard stares focused on your arrival to their open court. 

    “CHEEEEECagO” was all he said. I was wearing a Bear hat. 

    I took off my sunglasses and placed them of the brim of my hat, blocking the iconic “C” on my “lucky” Bear hat

    We were searched and my new name was Cheeeeeecago. 

    “¿Donde esta tu mota ?” 

    “No fumar”

    He didn’t believe me. We handed over our identification. Photocopies. We’ve been through this before, and there’s always money hidden inside the photo copies. 

    The feeling of being shaken down never becomes normal because there is no normal on a jungle highway. 

    Quick glance. Our “military” checkpoint did not issue military boots; they were all wearing tennis shoes. Not good. 

    What would it take to acquire Military issue uniforms?  

    The soldier in front of me with the assault rifle lingering much too close motioned to move over beyond the open door of our van. 

    As I moved, the reflections of an approaching semi truck illuminated the highway canopy and headed southbound towards our location. 

    That is when I noticed a sniper pad above us on the lush jungle headland and heard their whistles… They wanted us to move along.

    Their target was arriving.   

    The gun now faced me and his wide smile reminded me that he held the cards. 

    Vamanos CHEEEECAGO

    As he motioned for us to leave, he reached for my head and removed my sunglasses. He placed them on his face and smiled even wider…”Cheeeeeeeecgao”

    We drove past the highway fire pits and guns and suddenly resumed our hunger

    “You’re lucky he didn’t take your lucky Bears’ hat” was all Danny said. 

    I thought he was reaching for my hat. 

  • Zen 3

    Zen 3

    “Before one studies Zen, mountains are mountains and waters are waters; after a first glimpse into the truth of Zen, mountains are no longer mountains and waters are no longer waters; after enlightenment, mountains are once again mountains and waters once again waters.”
    ― Dōgen

    “Some Native Americans used 3 categories for humans. Red-blooded, Pale-blooded and Golden-blooded:

    The red-blooded asks, “What’s for dinner?”
    The pale-blooded asks, “What is Truth?”
    The golden-blooded asks, ‘What’s for dinner?”

    – From a lecture I heard long ago

  • “Takeaways from the Bears’ offensive line extensions” by guest reg Rob

    “Takeaways from the Bears’ offensive line extensions” by guest reg Rob

    What should we make of the Bears’ decision to offer contract extensions to guards Joe Thuney and Jonah Jackson?

    Ben Johnson wants continuity on his offensive line.

    Well, the Bears mostly have it now. Outside of left tackle, the Bears’ line, barring a major injury this year, is pretty much set for 2026. This may fall into the “give Caleb everything he needs” category, but it may also be an indicator that Johnson is looking beyond 2025 in terms of when the Bears may peak (assuming Caleb Williams is a legitimate QB).

    The team has some cover for left tackle

    If we can pencil in two solid seasons from Joe Thuney (Pro Bowl seasons would be a welcome surprise at his age), the Bears have some flexibility to try their hand at left tackle. Perhaps Braxton Jones benefits from some stability. If Kiran Amegadjie or Ozzy Trapilo is the starter on day one, the Bears have a veteran presence on the left side for multiple years to allow their new left tackle to learn and develop. The same applies if the Bears choose a left tackle in the ’26 draft.

    The Bears are narrowing down their needs in the ’26 draft…for now at least

    Setting aside the foolishness of talking about the ’26 draft before the ’25 season has commenced, the Bears may be able to focus on LT in the draft knowing that the rest of the line is set, with center/guard addressed in the ’27 draft.

    Ben Johnson might really like Jackson and Thuney

    We basically must hope this is the case. The contract extension for Jackson borders on lunacy – Jackson’s ’26 cap hit has been reported as the highest of any guard, having never come remotely closely to playing at such a stature. With that said, Jackson’s age makes him ripe for a contract extension that could reduce his cap hit in ’26.

  • Zen 2

    Zen 2

    In the beginner’s mind, there are many possibilities, but in the expert’s mind, there are few

    – Shunryū Suzuki