I lost. Not only did I lose, I lost so horribly, so decidedly, so...pathetically that I couldn't even look at my score. And my guys!
T. Owens: What were you thinking?!?! One wimpy point? Are you kidding me?
Peyton, baby: Do I need to bench you?
Seahawks: This is how you repay my faith? My hometown commitment?
K. Smith: Whoever the hell you are, you are soon to be gone, dude.
H. Ward: Dude. I'm speechless. And not in a good way.
Boys, boys, boys. I needed you, men. I wanted to kick Chad's ass from here to next Sunday. What happened? I'm so disappointed in you. You are really going to have to prove to me why you want to be on my team. I'm at a loss. Figuratively and literally.
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Peyton and the Seahawks will come through for you. remember the hawks always make the super bowl.
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