It just wasn't our day.  Fumbles.  Near misses.  Ill-timed passes.  Confused linebackers.  Even more confused defensive backs....

Still, we have more talent than the Golden Flashes.  We hang in there.  We're close...Shula style.  That is, until a scrappy safety jumps in front of a crossing route (he's there because he's doing his job, every snap), and takes it to the house.  He doesn't celebrate.  It's not a victory.  It's just another step in the process.

With that look in his eyes, you know he's going to be a winner.

But then I woke up....and I looked around the room, unsure of my location...and I saw the picture on my shelf, which said:

"Don't worry, E.B. I got this."

We're glad you're on our side now, Coach.  

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