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Originally Posted by DeezNutz
I was at home and couldn't even talk to another living being. It wasn't exactly anger, but I was incapable of having civil discourse with anyone for about 30 minutes following the game.
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I sat in the parking lot, listened to the Cardinals win a damn
World Series game and couldn't bring myself to raise my head.
Had I witnessed the Tyus Edney loss in person, or perhaps been at Arrowhead for either of the 13-3 flameouts, those might have been comparable to the swift kick to the dick I felt there.
But as it stands, nothing's come close.
The hell of it was that the day was just a ****ing blast up to that point. We were in the lot by 8, had the grill rolling all day. I was locked in; had bacon-wrapped venison and cajun shrimp appetizers, did 3 whole chickens for the remainder. Had a bunch of people bring sides/dips, etc... and have a ****ing blast. It would've just been an epic day.
Had they had their asses handed to them from the opening kick the day would've still been a net positive.
But everything was erased by Shaw, Ellington and Bagget.