by J. Hughes
As a child, I was lost at the zoo,
and found myself looking into the sad eyes of an old, lady lion.
I was not afraid of the lion, but of being lost. Of being somewhere unknown.
She seemed to know that fear, the lion.
As if she had once been somewhere she didn’t belong, somewhere she didn’t know.
Her eyes had once been filled with those same tears that now filled mine.
Maybe she was still there.
Maybe that’s why her eyes remained sad.
David Montgomery takes the pressure of Mitch Trubisky for a week and the Bears finally get back in the win column. (This is the only way the Bears win. Trubisky isn’t beating anyone.)
Chicago Bears 24, Detroit Lions 18