Monday, August 30, 2004
Hello.The Renegades' continued their steady descent into the third circle of hell (third, of course, because they seem to be gluttons for punishment), taking a 57-16 paddling from the Edmonton Eskimos. Things got off to a promising start, with a 72-yard TD to Yo Murphy, and a single on the ensuing kickoff. Unfortunately, outside the brief reprieve of a 75-yard TD to Jason Armstead, it was all downhill from there. In fact, it wasn't even downhill as much as it was a cordless bungee jump.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?
(Coming soon to an unemployment office near you: Sandro "wide-and-right" Sciortino, and his most recent 0-fer-3 performance.)
Any illusions of playoff glory are now shattered, like windows at a cancelled G'n'R concert. Things are not likely to improve much against the not-so-gentil-Alouettes on Friday.
...the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.