Chicago Bears: Week 10 awards that totally make sense

Mitchell Trubisky yelled. It was kind of adorable.

There’s little question that Mitchell Trubisky is now aware just how wearying it can be to be the Bears quarterback. You have a whole city waiting to pronounce you a failure after every incompletion to justify their own misery. You’re blamed for Chicago winters. It will never be good enough until you win a Super Bowl, maybe even an MVP to boot, and even then people will still like Jim McMahon better.

You don’t know what more you can do. You’re in your first full season with a highly complex offense, and you’re hanging up throwing and rushing touchdowns every week. And yet every week plays out as a referendum on your career which has years to run and the city’s moral compass, it seems.

So you rush for another touchdown. You’re the second-leading rushing QB in football. You’ve just torched a division opponent for the first time. You feelin’ yourself. You let it out.

Oh my god, it’s so cute! It’s like when you tell your five-year-old nephew to do his Game of War face. They’ve only seen it on TV and can’t really feel that emotion, so they give you this scowl and growl and everyone wets themselves laughing and they don’t know why.

It’s like those videos of a baby lion trying to roar the first time to imitate its mother. It thinks it’s being fierce and doing the same thing but it’s just tweeted out by the “Cute Emergency” feed. Eventually it will be a deafening roar, little one. You will get there. It will take time, though.