At least these assholes didn’t win again.
That’s about all I have to say about this game.
This was the most miserable season in Giants history.
I don’t care if they won 1 game in the 60s or went 2-12 in 1974.
I wasn’t alive and frankly they don’t count in my book for misery.
The worst experience I’ve ever had as a Giants fan.
Hell, we couldn’t even suck right!
Now it looks like this:
Not that it matters.
None of it matters right now.
How can any Giants fan feel any different?
Like I said, where is the hope?
That’s what this franchise stole from us as fans.
There’s no ‘oh we just need a quarterback or this piece away’.
There’s no plan.
There’s no one smart in the building to tell Mara to fuck off.
At least it’s over.
Now comes the part of trying to care again.
The feeling of thinking there’s a chance the Giants will matter again.
That’s all lost.
How could it not be?
Fire Daboll and Schoen or don’t.
It doesn’t matter.
