The poet Fred Durst, in the second verse of his seminal 1999 hit “Nookie”, once posed an eternal question to humanity that I always think about in times like this:
Should I be feeling bad? (No)
Should I be feeling good? (No)
It’s kinda saaaaad, I’m the laughing stock of my neighborhood
Maybe you, as a normal Spurs fan, don’t take a lot comfort from one of the signature songs of the Rap/Metal era but I, a wise man, have learned to look upon this ode to ruinous heartache as a tidy summation of what a game like Thursday night’s can do to the psyche of a fanbase.