Jay Cutler sucks, likes Kelly Clarkson
It has been a bit of a hairy beginning in Chicago for new Bears quarterback Jay Cutler. The savior has been decidedly un-savior-like through six games, frowning his way up and down the field and throwing more interceptions than anyone this side of spaghetti-armed wonder Jake Delhomme.
And to think, Bears fans everywhere were convinced this shoulder-slumping chump was set to be the next Sid Luckman. Ha! Everyone knows Sid Luckman had perfect posture. He did frown, sure, but only at Nazis. And Luckman most certainly wouldn't be caught dead fraternizing with the enemy.
It has become abundantly clear this season that Jay Cutler is no Sid Luckman. He's a wuss, a momma's boy, a namby-pamby. His taste in contemporary pop music only reinforces this.
The hits keep on coming. 101.9 FM? I knew Jay Cutler's manhood was as questionable as his red zone decision making, but still never would have him pegged for an Eric and Kathy fan. And if you're going to attend something like this, don't you have to bring, you know, a girl instead of your backup?
Is it too late to get Orton back?