Welcome back, brave soul. Just two weeks into the season, hope seems to be heading towards an early hibernation. Before I dive into my musings about the 52-21 implosion in Detroit, I’m channeling my inner Sean Maguire from Good Will Hunting, and whispering a sincere, “It’s not your fault.” Sure, you masochistically choose pain virtually every week, but the state …
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