For most of my weekly game previews, I like to start my articles with some sort of ice-breaking attempt at being clever. (“Attempt” usually being the operative word.) Whether it’s a personal anecdote, a quasi-comedic theme I try to weave throughout the preview, or even a song parody, I usually make an effort to keep things lighthearted before delving into the football.
This week, it doesn’t feel right.
Not because of the egg that the Vikings laid this past Sunday at U.S. Bank Stadium against the formerly winless Bills. If anything, I usually ramp up the comedy and snark after a particularly bad loss; reading most of my articles from the 2013 season will confirm that.