do I hate my life? Listening to the first half of the game, we were clearly the better team. Sure it was 10-10 at halftime, but we had outplayed them aside from 2 plays. Then we come out in the second half and put up a donut while we give up 21. Nice halftime adjustments. I'm not surprised anymore. I'm embarassed, and I hate my life for putting myself through this every year.
