Some must win games are mustier than others.
This week's game against the Jaguars is the mustiest for the Patriots.
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Some must win games are mustier than others.
This week's game against the Jaguars is the mustiest for the Patriots.
I know this is the kind of statement that makes Patriot Haters spit teeth and bleed from their eyes but I have a really hard time dealing with loss.
Until recently, it hasn't happened often enough for me to get used to it. To develop the coping mechanism necessary to get over it.
How do you do it, Jets fans?
(As a Patriots fan I'm contractually obligated to take at least one shot at the Jets whenever I talk football.)
The flip side of love isn't hate; it's pain.
I like to think of myself as a man of science and reason. I subscribe to the notion that momentum is a phenomena limited to physics; that "clutch" is nothing more than the typical variations in small data samples, and "choking" applies only to scenarios in which an unfortunate diner has failed to sufficiently chew that overly optimistic piece of meatloaf before attempting to swallow it.
And yet, there are games I watch where I just know one team is going to make a play when it matters most and the other team will need the pigskin Heimlich.
Does it motivate professional football players to play better - or angrier, at least - when their opponent says mean things about their sister?
It is a game of emotions, after all.