Nine games left.
The Fire’s season is over but we still have nine games on the calendar. We have to play them. There’s no way around it.
(Technically it’s ten games, but I’m not counting the Bayern Munich friendly. Given that the club is trying to keep it on the downlow, we’re going to abide by that and just sort of overlook it.)
This is the long hard march to the end. To November, and time off, to the inevitable roster blow-up, to whatever decision is made about Pauno, to whatever fuckery is still in the cards between now and draft day.