The infamous tweet unearthed soon after the Chicago Bears moved up one spot to draft Mitchell Trubisky 2nd overall in the 2017 Draft had Bears fans thinking their new quarterback had a little wild side to him. Soon after we learned that it was Trubisky’s friends, who took his unlocked phone and posted the tweet announcing an affinity for smooching on certain lady upper-torso parts. While Trubisky hasn’t turned out to be THAT guy, he could stand to take on some of the bravado and self-assurances of some of his predecessors at quarterback.

Most fans are familiar with Jay Cutler and his “Donnnnnnnnnnnn’t Caaaaaaaaaaare” tale. While it has become a bit of an urban legend, there is enough truth about the story that combined with his play and demeanor on the football field, has helped fans and foes come to an opinion of him. Love him or hate him (I personally love him, now and forever) we had a good idea who Jay Cutler was, as a football player and teammate. While he divided a fanbase, Cutler at this moment is the most talented quarterback in Chicago Bears history. With that talent came the confidence necessary to make this big throws in big moments. While they weren’t all victories, as a fan you knew with the game on the line, Cutler gave you a chance to pull out a victory. “Don’t Care” Jay will always be a significant part of Chicago Bears history, due in large part to his unquestioned confidence in his ability and arm strength.

While Jay Cutler was a polarizing figure during his Bears tenure, Jim McMahon is the unquestioned most popular quarterback in team history thus far. From his legendary introductory press conference, in which he walked in with a can of beer in his hand, to his last snap as a Chicago Bear, Jimmy Mac exemplified a “kiss my ass” mentality. He didn’t care what university officials at Brigham Young thought of him. He didn’t care what Chicago sports writers thought of him. He didn’t care what NFL Commissioner Pete Rozelle and other top league officials thought of him. Hell, most of the time he didn’t care what Mike Ditka thought of him. But he did care what his teammates thought. For them, he did whatever it took to play every week. Because of that, because of his willingness to play through pain; because of his willingness to go against Ditka the player caller; he earned the admiration and respect of his teammates AND the fanbase. Stats didn’t matter, accolades didn’t matter, and ego didn’t matter to McMahon. Wins and wins alone were all that mattered and when you are at the helm for the only Super Bowl title in team history, you are a legend forever.

Mitchell Trubisky is never going to be Jay Cutler. Nor is he ever going to be Jim McMahon. The best part of those statements is that he doesn’t NEED to be them. He needs to be Mitchell Trubisky. He needs to be the kid from Mentor, Ohio who in two years as a high school starter passed for 6800 yards with 72 touchdowns and ran for almost 1300 yards scoring an additional 26 touchdowns on the ground. He needs to be the kid who played at the University of North Carolina and sat patiently waiting until his number was called. Not pouting, sulking, complaining or transfering because he wasn’t starting. Working, studying, grinding away in the weightroom, in the film room, on the practice field, and in games in limited duty. When it was his time, he showed the ability to lead North Carolina to the Sun Bowl where they went toe-to-toe with a Stanford team that was supposed to handle the Tarheels with ease. While Carolina fell short, Trubisky stood out enough and aced all the character tests to find himself at the top of or near the top of practically every draft “experts” quarterback rankings following the game and leading up to the combine. So grab a beer, kiss some titties, and don’t care what anyone outside of Halas Hall has to say Mitch. Just go play some ball kid.