The moment is here for Matt Nagy and Mitch Trubisky.
Don’t fuck around. Win.
Opening night was an offensive debacle. The coach was overwhelmed. The quarterback was over-matched. They were not ready to call or perform in a football game, respectively, period.
But this ain’t the 3 AM show in the lounge. This is ain’t the place to work on your material. This is the showroom and the gents are in top hats and tails. The Bears don’t have the luxury of time to figure things out.
They are in one of the best divisions in football.
They have the best defense in the league.
The moment is here.
This offense doesn’t have to be great to keep the 2019 vintage of the Chicago Bears on the league’s top shelf. It has to be serviceable, at least for now. It has to help this team stack wins until the season gets serious in November.
And doing that falls onto the shoulders of two men. Nagy. Trubisky.
Hey Matt, wake up. David Montgomery is a horse. Ride him. The quarterback is still inexperienced. Get him some quick, easy throws. You don’t get credit for the other side of the ball because it wasn’t built by you and it isn’t coached by you. Yours is the offense. Lead them.
Hey Mitch, enough. Enough with the silly throws into holiday weekend traffic. Enough with not calling your own number and getting easy first downs with your legs. Enough with making rookie mistakes because this is your third year in the league, second year in the system, and a few more rookie mistakes are going to lead to your rookie contract being your last contract in the league.
In the modern NFL, offenses are the proud ownership of the coach and the quarterback. And there wasn’t a lot of pride flying on the Bears sideline Thursday night.
That ends Sunday.
And don’t listen to the “Fangio knows the tendencies blah blah blah” or “Miller and Chubb off the edge blah blah”. No excuses. No more. This season came with expectations and it’s time to deliver.