The Rams Completely Embarrassed Themselves, But At Least They Can Now Look Forward To The Sweet Release Of Death (Their Words, Not Mine)
In speaking as someone whose soul descended to the deepest and darkest of places when the Saints had a sure-shot Super Bowl appearance pried from their grasp by officiating incompetence, I must say that even I'm unfamiliar with being that amount of morbid in defeat.
That being said, I'm not so sure that Andrew Whitworth and the rest of a Rams' team that took the unprecedentedly precious gift of an undeserved shot at a title and somehow hogtied themselves while trying to unwrap it shouldn't feel apocalyptically pessimistic about their performance. Honestly, I was already thinking that the apology Sean McVay should currently be penning to Sean Payton and Drew Brees might come across more genuine if it were written in blood, so maybe their left tackle wasn't too far off with his fatalistic approach to their massive failure. After all, Jared Goff might still be too young a quarterback to be looking forward to his funeral, but his mortality sure was on full-display with how often he was completely blind to entirely wide-open receivers last night.
On one hand, it's technically just a game so there realistically isn't a reason to go knocking on death's door. On the other hand, taking advantage of a Patriots' team putting up a point per quarter through three quarters of the Super Bowl is pretty much a once in a lifetime opportunity, so who am I to tell the Rams not to turn their attention to their eventual demise? Maybe a reminder of the fragility of life and the pointlessness of football is just what they need to get over it.
Guess it's not as easy as they originally thought, huh?