have a bunch of kids in your car and invent a cure for the common cold in retirement at Countryside Acres than to get worked up over Klubnik’s lack of vision and the WRs lack of separation and the defense’s lack of edge containment and Riley’s lack of creativity and Dabo’s refusal to portal-plug the talent gaps and Cole Turner’s inability to catch one point blank and Mafah’s silly cut block and Kylon Griffin getting shook in the secondary and failure to pick up a blitz in the red zone.
I’m calm. I’m self-controlled. I’m not thinking about those things.