Whatever. It’s just a game.
After all the pulse-quickening, heart-pounding, adrenaline-pumping living room quarterbacking, this is what you tell yourself to dull the pain and disappointment when your team (and by extension, your town) comes up short.
I live in Philadelphia. We’re still losers.
Oh well. Go Sixers. Go Flyers. Go Phillies.
Just a game…