By MADDIE TOPLIFF
The NFL offseason is torture for football fans. What am I supposed to watch until August, golf? I don’t think so. It does not help that the NBA exists solely to taunt me in the meantime; basketball seems to almost never have an off-season.
Perhaps what makes the wait even more excruciating is the repetitive dwelling on how a team’s previous season turned out. And some might disagree with me, but I think it’s harder to face next year when your team actually did well the year before, especially as a Chicago Bears fan–when a playoff appearance comes around once in a blue and orange moon.