I write this from my Chicago South Loop office two hours before kickoff. I've already cracked an adult beverage and am about to begin the lengthy process of morphing into Ralphie's kid brother from A Christmas Story.
They call Chicago the Big Onion and that might be a reference to how many layers one must wear to withstand Night Football on Dec. 22 along the lakefront.
I'll take the 18th St. walking bridge to the South Parking Lot for tailgating festivities (probably don't need my Mardi Gras beads tonight) and hopefully will score some choco-schnapps, a cup of chili, or some rogue bacon before heading in for pregame.
It's championship week for Fantasy Football and I'm up 15 going into tonight. I don't have any active players, but my opponent still has Packer tight end Don Lee and Bears running back Adrian Peterson (of all people).
This is a coin toss. It's cold. Matt Forte is starting. The Bears have been shutting down opposing tight ends of late.
That and attending the real life game that your Fantasy Championship rides upon has proven to be good karma in the past.