I spent this spring speculating how Jay Cutler was going to disappoint me.
I know that’s a bad attitude to have before watching Cutler play in his new uniform. Here was a potentially awesome QB trade for the Bears: A 2008 Pro-Bowl selected, single season franchise record holding, injury-free, QB with swagger.
After the news came out, my buddy, a diehard Bears’ fan and a current Denver Broncos season ticketholder, was the first to offer his condolences. He had watched Cutler for the last two seasons and said I was not going to like the guy because he was a pouty crybaby.
I wanted to form my own opinion. While he looked good on paper, I couldn’t say I knew too much about the guy other than seeing Cutler in game highlights or hearing he was recently diagnosed with diabetes.
I soon learned by watching the April Bears press conference announcing Cutler’s trade, was this guy did not appear excited. In fact, he never looks excited. For someone who grew up as a Bears fan, you’d think this guy would be gushing about this opportunity. A smile is worth a thousand words.
And so this is where it all began, an indelible impression was made. An opinion was born.
I knew what it was about him I didn’t like: It was Cutler’s pouty face. It continues today and fuels what I believe is wrong with Cutler and subsequently the Bears.
It’s that simple, a pouty face. C’mon, who wants to play or work with a pouty-faced guy? Wasn’t the last guy you picked for your sports team either the bad athlete or the mopey guy? It doesn’t matter if the guy had talent, talk about bringing bad energy and distractions to a team.
I went to Bears training camp in August and watched Cutler from the stands on a perfect summer day. During practice, he was either standing on the sidelines or pacing back and forth alone. He wasn’t shooting the shit with his offensive brethren, no high fiving and no ass patting. After practice, he was again by himself, scowling while on his cell phone. Talk about getting a bad vibe from this guy. Little did I know it would get worse.
And now after 14 weeks into the season, my opinion hasn’t changed. Stop with the pouty face already. I won’t regale you with a game by game analysis of Cutler’s face. We’ve all seen it whether you’ve spent too much time watching the Bears this season like I have (BTW, have you noticed Cutler is still the lonely guy on the sidelines?), watched Cutler in a post-game interview (Nice microphone push) or listened to the talking heads’ comments.
I’ll say it again: Jay Cutler is a cry baby pouty face dbag. And I won’t even delve into all those interceptions.
So for Christmas, I’d like to pull Cutler aside and say a few words. I’d begin by saying, “Hey buddy, this is a team sport. There’s no “I” in team. Act like a leader. Build some rapport. Stop looking like you’re sucking on a lemon. And most importantly, you’ve disappointed this Bears’ fan.”