Dear Cody
As Sunday’s game ended with that absolutely impossible, wrong way goalpost bounce, my heart, quite literally, plummeted into my stomach.
A Season Ticket Holder since 1999 and an extremely enthusiastic Chicago Bears fan is what I am and to see my beloved team exit the NFC Wildcard game in such a horrendous fashion was seriously THE worse possible scenario I could ever, EVER imagine
& truth be told ?? My initial, gut, angry, !! THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING !! reaction was aimed directly at YOU.
!! YOU !!
HOW. COULD. YOU.
& now that I’ve had a full, solid, Sunday night to Monday to Tuesday morning to settle down and think about things ??
Yep. My mind is still completely consumed with thoughts of YOU.
I saw your face as those microphones were dangled from all directions and I can’t even imagine the emotions that were running through your brain at that moment in time because if it were ME being interviewed minutes after MY most disastrous nightmare came true ?!?? ooooh, you best believe I’d be under a blanket, refusing to talk or see or BE and I promise you, I’d stay hunkered for days.
DAYS
& as social media continues to take it’s turn because we ‘fans’ are so big and bold and hilarious when we’re tap, tap, tapping on our phones, my mind wonders about you. Your family. Your friends. Your teammates. Your coach. Because. guess what ?? YOU, like ME, have thoughts and fears and feelings and dreams and favorites and every day this and that’s … & yes, football IS simply a game.
A. GAME.
I so hope you’re ok, Cody Parkey
& wherever life takes you, whatever you do next, please know that this over the top, often rabid, sometimes unforgiving Chicago Bears fanatic realizes the value of YOU.
Love,
Me
🙂