Archive for January, 2011


BearConsults is on Hiatus

Hey folks. BearConsults will be on hiatus for a while so I can focus all my time on www.NationalFootballAuthority.com. I’ve partnered with a few other writers to build this new hub for NFL & College Football news, talk, and opinion.

I hope you can take a moment to check it out. Don’t be shy with the feedback.

Peace out,

Bear

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Mike Holmgren may have gotten “his guy”, but let me tell ya, “his guy” is a fraud. Has everyone forgotten the Rams lackluster performance against the Seahawks in Week 17? The result should be a direct reflection on Pat Shurmur.

Yes, the Rams may have won more games in 2010 than the three previous seasons.

Yes, Shurmur may have coached Sam Bradford to a Rookie-of-the-Year award win.

Yes, the Rams offense was ravaged by injuries.

Now, please forget ALL OF THAT because it means nothing!

Let me put the year in perspective. Here’s a look at some key offensive numbers that are down right offensive. Continue reading

 

Welcome to the Daily Rundown! This is where I’m at right now in the sports world.

In today’s edition, I talk King James, the worst sports franchise of 2010, and a few other things that caught my eye today.

 

 

Lebron James Trashes the Cavs……..Again! So now it’s my turn.

I appreciate the fact that ‘Bron’s embracing the “villain” label most of the nation has given him, but come on man–get a grip.

James took to Twitter after the Cavaliers 55-point loss to the defending champion Los Angeles Lakers on Tuesday night.

“Crazy. Karma is a b****.. Gets you every time. Its not good to wish bad on anybody. God sees everything!” – @kingjames

Let’s set the record straight here @kingjames. Whether you left Cleveland gracefully, or egotistically, the Cavs would suck the same. So, karma has nothing to do with this.

Until you win a title or two, or perhaps win 73 games in a season, you really have no right to talk sh*t.

If you don’t win the title this year, you will be just the like Cavs–a loser.

 

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