In walks Jay.Fing.Cutler

I am a HUGE Bears fan, have been my whole life. Through sucky seasons and some not so sucky seasons, I've been a fan.

A.FAN.

Last year I took the kids the their first game. I was in my glory even more so having them there with me to experience the thrill of live football.



Even with the renovations, the stadium is beautiful and the view from our seats was stunning.



So anyway. Just catching you up.

I.LOVE.THE.BEARS.



So imagine my surprise as I sat at the hole in the wall bar after the band reunion a stretch hummer limo pulls up to the bar. Carrying none other than fucking Jay Cutler.

JAY.FUCKING.NEWLY.SIGNED.TO.THE.BEARS.JAY.CUTLER.

*deep breath*

I played it cool.

*innocent smile*

I danced closely to his table but far enough away that I didn't seem like a crazed fan.

*Innocent look*

I shot a look his way every OTHER chorus instead of staring obsessively.

*innocently whistling*

Our group was sitting outside on the deck, his group was indoors. I made the normal, typical bathroom runs as any girl who has a small bladder.

*innocently skipping*

I did not go back to my table of friends with both fingers crossed waving them in the air singing the Bears fight Song. Go Bears.

*fixes halo over head*

I behaved.

It was Jay-please help our Bears back to the Superbowl-Cutler.

Jay-I'm still bitter over the Indianapolis Colts vs Bears Superbowl-Cutler.

Just sayin'.