I've been saying it forever and writing about it longer: Lovie Smith cannot make adjustments to save either his career or his life.  Yesterday, when the worst rushing team in the NFL lit his team up, Smith didn't find another way.  He stuck to the plan, a plan which resulted in a 41-21 Bears loss to Arizona.

Having a team put up 31 points in the first half two weeks ago is shame o the defense.  Having another team put up 31 points two weeks later is shame on the defensive coordinator, who, by the way is the head coach.

What will the result of yesterday's debacle be?  More of Lovie standing at the podium telling the media that they are still reviewing the tapes and that he will fix it.  Three years ago, Bears fans may have bought that song and dance, but not anymore.  A once competitive team has been reduced to a level slightly ahead of the Lions and Raiders by bad draft choices, and poor game planning.  Beat any of the top tier teams in the league?  Not hardly.  Play with pride, discipline and heart?  Look no further than Tommie Harris who had his sorry butt tossed out of yesterday's game for slugging a Cardinal in the head right in front of a referee.

The Bears bandwagon is running down hill at break neck speed with the wheels about to fall off.  Forget about Jay Cutler's impact on this team.  You can't have impact if you are constantly running for your life and your running game is stuck in neutral.  Forget about the once fierce Bears defense (save for Lance Briggs) who should all have to be tied to chairs and watch their abysmal failure ad nausem.  Forget about Smith, the unflappable and unquotable head coach whose degree of cool has almost reached the level of comatose.

Yet in a world where Tom Cable, Jim Zorn and others are still employed, Smith will likely remain so with the Bears.  And for those of you dreaming of Bill Cowher, Mike Shanahan, Jeff Fisher or even The Walrus sweeping in to save the day, forget about it.  Lovie is contracted through 2011 and if there is one thing the Bears don't do is spend money on people who are sitting around doing nothing.  Except of course this years offensive and defensive lines (ba dum bum.)

Meanwhile, the good ship Chicago Bears is cast adrift on the sea of mediocrity, lurching from side to side.  As the Captain plays with his ball bearings and complains about the theft of his strawberries, it is about to slam into something even more evil than it has already encountered: A bunch of Vikings.

Because if Carson Palmer and the ancient Kurt Warner can shed this defense, just imagine the pillaging that Brett Favre, Adrian Peterson and the Minnesota Vikings will do to it...twice.  Makes you wish baseball season were back, doesn't it?