Even when the Arizona Cardinals surprise the universe and make it to the playoffs, the joy is bittersweet. In the back of our minds, we know that NFL Sundays sweet kiss is almost over. After January, its six boring months of d-bag sports that drive us from our couches into the harsh sunlight behind lawnmowers and hedge clippers. Its miserable. Shit, we get so desperate that we even settle for (ugh) arena football.
Oh, wait. That puppy is gone now, too. Sigh.