I’m so exhausted at this point honestly. Last night I truly contemplated just removing myself from football. It ruins my mood. It honestly does. It’s so stupid, I know. But I can’t help but allow myself to get emotionally invested in these games.
But honestly, I can’t help but just confirm...
They did what I thought. Pickett wanted to dice us up and he did. Crazy we dropped 8 and still kept letting dudes get wide open.
Being a fan really is hard.
I have a birthday party to attend at 12 (sigh…kids. Don’t they know it’s football season?)
I’m debating whether to check the scores until I get home or just block myself and watch it when I get home.
Either way…eat **** Pitt!
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