I thought yesterday's Bengals loss was as bad as it gets. That's as bad as it gets. If I was a Vikings fan at that game I'm not kidding I think that would be the end for me. I'd just sit there and die. No feeling in my body, forced to chug my beers before they become frozen cylinders all to watch Blair Walsh shank a game-winning chip-shot field goal. Cannot get any worse than that. The sentiment going into this game was that no matter what happened this Vikings season was going to be looked at as a success. Not anymore. Not after that. That's the kind of loss that sets your team back about a thousand years. The good news for them is I think Blair Walsh has already assumed the identity of a missing female hiker and joined the Minneapolis police department.
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