I'm trying to slow my roll. Trying to remember that it's early, nobody's won anything, that we haven't even started the regular season and that regular season is like a marathon where linebackers occasionally leap from the crowd and put you in the concussion protocol.
I know. I get it. I don't care. I'm not even going to try to stop myself.
They haven't even played a single preseason game, we still don't know what's going on at left tackle. Or tight end. The wide receiver position group is a pu pu platter of Julian Edelman and stories yet written of hopes and dreams and redemption. Their starting quarterback and his dad-bod just turned 42-years-old, making him literally old enough to be the father of at least three members of the current roster.
I wouldn't call it luck, really, but when it comes to success in the NFL - as in life itself - it depends; it depends on the things that do happen and it depends on the things that don't.
For every best case scenario, there's a worst case scenario. And several less than best scenarios in between.