Win, maybe we can throw in forty eight other clunkers. Mostly from the Donahue- Nolan - Singletary years, with some late seventies material for good measure. O nobly born, check the lower sub planes of the Akashic Record and burn up your karma for wasting hours of your fleeting earthly existence watching such football futility.

Nothing like some morbid humor after this monstrosity of a game.