Hell, USA — Pain. What more can truly be said?
At this point, I don’t know if I have to vocabulary to describe the way things are going. Losing is nothing new for me. In fact, I’ve been talking Ls since Day One (I have three in my name).
But there’s a difference between losing and being lost. It’s a fine line, but the season of the Owen squad may just have been lost.
Not to rehash old talking points, but let’s. The fourth-highest-scoring team in the league is in last place. Normally, that would be good enough for, say, at least one win. But this is no normal season. Only one team has had 800+ points scored against them. No need to look it up, it’s me. 820.44 points in fact. The next most points against is 751.02, coming against Brent’s squad. He’s 3-3 by the way.
The worst part is that there’s no way up. After having to sit half my team during their bye week, I now return to almost full strength against Brad — minus the goat Josh Allen.
I have nothing left to say. Seacrest out.
Must Be Sunday 