There is no joy in Mudville

With apologies to Thayer, my reflections on the Superbowl:

In Chicago the mood was bright

On that freezing winter night

In the first quarter, the Bears were standing tall

After Devon Hester ran long with the ball

Then Muhsin took a short pass on his own

And held it into the Colt’s endzone

But then the second quarter came

And suddenly it was the Colt’s game

Half time and Prince brought some welcome relief

With the Bears only down by two, Chicago could still breath

But in the whole second half the Colt’s held them to three

Though Gould’s kick through the posts had fans shouting with glee

Grossman had a chance on a second and one

But a sack, a fumbled snap and the chance was gone

Finally, no joy in Chicago would there be

Rex threw a turnover returned for a TD

Comments

[John]

Let's not blame it all on Rex (a fumbled snap, tripped twice in a row, and two interceptions in 4 attempts notwithstanding). Our defence let the Colts have possession for almost three full quarters. So Manning had all the time in the world to learn to read our defence and get into a good rhythm, and Grossman had no time to even get warmed up or into any rhythm at all.

All in all, God, that was one of the saddest Super Bowl appearances I've ever seen.