For posterity, here’s how we ended the season.
For flavor, it is described using Queen lyrics.
 Deflated Expectation: “We are the champions, my friends. And we’ll keep on fighting, ’till the end.” 176 more words
Thought I’d give JIT blogging another shot.
Deflated Expectations (119) def Cascade of Pushing (84)
Oh, the humanity! Much like a deflating dirigible spewing flammable gases over a hapless and helpless foe, the Expectations used Arson Carson Palmer (316 yards, 4 TDs, INT) to turn the Cascaders into a sad footnote in history. 304 more words
Welcome back to another season! This first week seemed to be all about the Tight End, with huge points bouncing off the chests of that rare breed of giant men whose (suspect) intellect encourages them to run willingly across the field into the teeth of other men who want to grind them into the dirt. 580 more words
With everyone’s favorite Thursday rapidly approaching (a whole DAY of football, food, frivolity, fava beans, and family – how can you beat that?), we can look back at our fortunes from last week and all be thankful we got to see OBJ’s catch, and that we didn’t bet against Peyton for back-to-back losses. 479 more words