How to temper all the enthusiasm about Bears quarterback Caleb Williams? You don't.

I don’t suppose it would do any good to counsel civic restraint when it comes to Caleb Williams. You wouldn’t tell a parched man crawling in the desert that he might want to be mindful of germs when he gets to that canteen of water shimmering in the distance. Here in the quarterback wasteland, there’s no place for subtlety, no room for self-control.

There are only cannonballs into the pool of This is the One! I’ve wondered about Bears fans who have thrown themselves at quarterbacks over the years, sure that each version was finally the answer. I’ve wondered how they could buy into somebody, be wrong and then, without any shame, buy so totally into the next QB. Over and over and over.

Does being a fan mean never having to say sorry, only “rah?” I’m pretty sure the answer is yes. And that’s OK. Everyone is caught up in Williams.

I am. You are. Maybe even Williams is.

This probably wouldn’t be the best time to mention that it was at about this stage in Justin Fields’ three-year stay with the Bears that everyone was caught up in him, too. I was. You were.

Maybe even Fields was. But I think there are differences. Williams was born to play the position.

I’m not sure Fields was. To put it another way, I think Fields could play other positions on a football field. I don’t think Williams could.

It’s early days, ridiculously early days, but Williams has an ability to scan the field, make a decision and get rid of the ball quickly. He has a strong arm, and he.