Yesterday was hands-down the worst football game I have ever seen. I mean, I've been through a decade of mediocre to bad football from my beloved skins, but this was awful. Embarrassing. I've never been happier to NOT have any Cowboy fans as friends.
The worst thing might be having to hear kids in my classes who look (and sound) like they know about as much about football as my 3-year-old cousin laugh about the Redskins. Listen you pasty Hatchet reporter, tell me the name of our quarterback and maybe you can laugh at our team.
A big part of me is tired of defending this team, but I know I still will because it's almost habit. But what happened yesterday was a mockery of this great franchise I love, this franchise that has been dragged through mud by Dan Snyder.
I've never liked Eagles fans (at all), but my friend Kelsey did make me feel a little better today when she said to me, "Hey, it's okay...we have a dog-killer on our team." But an hour later I overheard her and another Eagles fan having this actual discussion: "How many dogs do you think he killed?" Philadelphians are weird.
The story you took this picture from might be the saddest thing I have ever read in my life.
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