We looked like a playoff team for a solid thirty minutes. We closed out the first half decently enough.
Then we got out-coached at halftime and it was all a porcelain swirl from there. And not in that nice blue toilet-cleaner water. Gross water. With chunks of corn.
Not going to happen—Prove me wrong, dammit!
If this is how we play against a team neck-and-neck with us looking into the playoffs, with some RSL team heroes in the stands watching, and Javi getting his just reward, then this team isn’t going to hack it in the playoffs.