That's the only way to describe the ending to what has otherwise been a magical ride of a season. Bottom line, the Baltimore Hurricanes -- to a man-- were simply stronger, faster and better than we were. We came in as the team giving up the fewest turnovers in the league, they came in as the team that created the most turnovers. In the end, they won the turnover tug-of-war. Chad Pennington decided to have his worst game as a Dolphin at the worst possible time, with four -- count them, four -- interceptions. He only had seven all season.
Five turnovers for 14 points will kill you in the playoffs.
Every single time.
Shit on a turtle.
Our defense came in and did its job. They held Bert to just 135 yards passing, and did a serviceable job against the run. But, the offense's 5 turnovers did them no favors. Don't matter who you are, any defense is going to wilt when they're on the field way too long. Kudos to our boys for sacking up at the end to make a fight of it. Black Thunder's TD catch was utter tits. But it's tough to come back from down 20-3 in the 4th against this Baltimore Hurricanes defense. Just the way it is. Oh, and Ed Reed: the guy is just a walking set of balls. Always has been.
There's plenty to be proud of for this season. But, right now, we can only reflect on what could have been had we stayed away from the mistakes. The Baltimore Hurricanes and their style of play are what Bill Parcells and Jeff Ireland are trying to build down here: a team with rock-solid offensive and defensive lines, a fast, turnover-inducing defense with an all-world linebacker and safety, an offense that runs it down people's throats, and an offense that features a solid mistake-free quarterback with at least one big-play receiver. We're on our way. We've got another off-season and draft to continue filling in the rest of the pieces. Just gonna have to deal with this abomination of a loss first.
So it's on to top off the last of my J&B and drift off into the ether....
Oh, and I do hope the Tennessee Titans decimate the Baltimore Hurricanes next week. Only because fuck Cam Cameron and his taking a big massive after-Thanksgiving-dinner shit on our franchise by selecting vagina-hands Ted Ginn Jr. with that 9th overall pick. Thanks a lot, Cam you pasty, non-contributing, franchise killing fuck. If I had a time machine, I'd go back and shit in your mouth before you called in that pick. Prevent JFK's assassination? Shoot Hitler in the back of the head? Play last week's $50 million lottery? Pfft. No thanks. I'd go back in time, and I'd shit in Cam Cameron's mouth. That's what I would do.