I don't have to heart to say anything else about this game except I kind of wish I could rewatch it on dvr or something so I could see where it all fell apart. And then I could cry.
I bet you are grateful I can't rewatch it because then you'd have to listen* to me drivel on about it, instead I give you, bad hair. (and not my own.)
Please, please, please score a touchdown next week. I'm begging you.
* I understand that you are not technically listening. I promise I'll write about something else soon. I'm tired and need to educate my children so they can get good jobs and support me. I'll be back soon.
