I said a lot of what I wanted to say yesterday, when the alcohol flowed freely through my veins and the disappointment was as fresh and raw as hot dog poop on the sidewalk. To lose like this takes a toll on you, both powerfully for the fans and unimaginably for the players.
Make no mistake: This has to be killing this proud Falcons team, who have always firmly believed in themselves despite the unimaginable odds and the fact that they play for one of the most ridiculously unfortunate franchises in NFL history. To play so well on offense, to display small flashes of brilliance on defense that they can’t sustain, has to be eating them alive.