"The Patriots scored a touchdown!"
-me, to my wife, 8:30 pm EST Thursday night because it was kind of amazing to see the Patriots just march down the field and score a touchdown and yes, that's an indictment of the 2023 New England Patriots and a sad commentary on my pigskin life
When your team does something that hasn't happened since the 1930s, you just have to hope it doesn't have anything to do with Al Capone.
I know I'm setting the bar low but hey, I'm talking about my New England Patriots here.
It's starting to not hurt as much watching the Patriots lose.
I'm not sure that's a good thing.
I reminded myself again this morning that the Patriots cannot lose this week.
They can't win, either, but at this point, I'll settle for not losing.
It does give me plenty of time to consider, these pigskin days…
Well, we're on to 2024, I guess.
Unfortunately, there's still more of 2023 left.
When will this ending finally end?
So, before the game, I was talking with my son and noted that Washington had just given up two of the better defensive ends at the trade deadline; a pretty clear signal the Commanders were on to 2024. "If the Patriots can't win at home against a team that's already given up," I said, "it's over."
Three and a half hours later, it was.
