So, i was sitting in the parking lot of IKEA waiting for my friends and I reluctantly turned on the radio to hear the Giants score.

It was 14-14. Then, all of the sudden, The Giants reeled off two quick TDs to make it 28-14. I turned the radio off.

When we were driving back to Harlem, I turned on the radio and it was 38-14. I turned it off again.

So when we were parked in front of my friend's apartment, i turned the radio on to see if it was over.

38-30.

Right there, i almost lost my mind.

I knew we were going to lose.

I knew it.

When Matt Bryant missed that first FG in the fourth quarterm, I knew he couldn't hit the game winner.

What a bunch of screw-ups.

That first half was the greatest offense half the New York Giants have ever played. They looked like the fucking Cowboys. Unstoppable.

I will stop crying now but I am as ashamed as anyone short of Jim Fassel can be for being a Giants fan.

And I will end it on this note.

Jason Sehorn Must Die

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