In 1940, everyone – everyone – predicted Sammy Baugh’s Washington Redskins were going to beat the Chicago Bears in the NFL Championship game.

Of course, the final result was the Bears dishing out a legendary 73-0 drubbing, a victory that set the stage for the defeat of Naziism.

I thought about trying to dredge up some of that 66-year-old Karma, and picking something like…:

Bears 255 (241 of them defensive)

Clots 13

But I finally opted to play it a little more serious.  After all, with the war on terror hinging on the balance, and America at the beginning of at least two dark years, it’d hardly behoove me to be excessively glib.

Of course, predications are dangerous, in the sense that some dolt will always hang onto them, and if you’re wrong, dance about like a poo-flinging monkey and wave your light-hearted, non-important prediction in your face like botched brain surgery.  Or, in other words, not dangerous at all.

So, while acknowledging in advance that I neither follow football nor, my Bears fandom notwithstanding, do I especially care about it, please take the following prediction – vital to humanity as it is that I be correct – with a block of salt.

Nonetheless, I’ll stand by it for all it’s worth.  Which isn’t much.  But rest assure that if I win, my tune will change.  As it always does when I win.

Bears 42

Clots 17.

As it is written, so shall it evermore be.

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