
Just a fair warning, but I be openly cheering for our opponents this year. The purgatory of 8-9 wins must end. I will be gleefully celebrating every failed screen, the passes behind the LOS that go nowhere, the collapsing pockets, every time Najee blindly runs into the ass of his lineman, the 2nd and 10 handoffs, Russ and/or Fields holding the ball forever with no clue before running for their lives, and every time Pickens slams his helmet or jumps up and down like an 8-year-old screaming for the ball. I will say a prayer before every kickoff longing for an embarrassing blowout, especially for any home game, and I will be deliriously drunk with pleasure as the losses hopefully mount up.
The collective groan of the Heinz Field crowd as the offense jogs off the field after another three and out will fill my heart with a child-like joy that I find almost impossible to describe to you all today. I will writhe in ecstasy scrolling through the Twitter game day reactions from the homers who actually still believe the doomed ship is worth saving -- and I will gladly take the helm while the rest scurry away and then steer us directly towards the disaster with a maniacal drive that would make Ahab look reserved.
And why? Because our current state of affairs is spoiled and rotten. The organization will not be able to legitimately contend again until the necessary shedding is completed, and that can only come with bottoming out. The recent late second half "surges" to save NHALS against teams who are torn apart with injuries or not playing for any consequence has only temporarily covered up the stink of our disease, but the disease has continued to spread. Amputation is now needed. Who among you are brave enough to wield the blade and strike the needed blow?
No half-measures, no blue pill... take the red pill and not only see how far down the rabbit hole goes but you can also see what's on the other side. Have some courage and don't just be some blindly loyal dolt who only lives for the short-term, empty joy of a meaningless Victory Monday when a bottoming out with a 4-13 season is the only way to bring about actual impactful, significant needed changes. Join me in the revolution today, and set your hearts and minds free. Yolo.

