The AP puts its usual slant on its coverage of last night's game (which is the only reporting most people are going to read on it). Here's how its article begins:
"Trampled by Adrian Peterson the last time they met, Brian Urlacher and the Chicago Bears figured out how to stop Minnesota's star rookie for the better part of three quarters. At least until it really counted. Peterson's 8-yard touchdown run, his second of the night started by a shoulder-shake to fake Urlacher at the line of scrimmage, sent the Vikings past the Bears 20-13 on Monday for their fifth straight victory.
"'Couldn't finish,' said Urlacher, who kept his sparse postgame comments to grouchy sentence fragments.
In the next paragraph, Tavaris Jackson is mentioned as throwing for a "career high 249 yards," and is then quoted: "'It just shows people and shows ourself [sic] that we can win all kinds of way,' said Jackson, who completed 18 of 29 pass attempts."
From reading this, it appears that Jackson was one of the heroes, along with Peterson, and Urlacher was the goat. Wouldn't a more objective opening be: "The Vikings overcame a four-turnover performance by Tarvaris Jackson and a great individual performance by Brian Urlacher to rally past the Bears 20-13."
In fact, Jackson's fumble and three interceptions are mentioned nowhere in the lengthy article, but Kyle Orton is taken to task: "Bollinger's dive forward on a draw play gave the Vikings the 2-point conversion and a 20-13 lead with 10:56 left, plenty of time for Chicago to come back. Kyle Orton, though, didn't have it in him. In his first start in two years, the Bears quarterback avoided turnovers until the very end. His long pass to the end zone just after the two-minute warning was intercepted by Darren Sharper.
"Too many of Orton's throws were way off target, though. He completed 22 of 36 passes for 184 yards."
Orton completed 22 of 36, and also was plagued by drops, yet somehow his throws weren't just off target but "way off target," while Jackson escapes any kind of mention or scrutiny for his poor game. And so it goes, repeated endlessly in authoritative sounding variations, every single day.