Hope has escaped me. I genuinely don't think there's going to be a season, and as you can see, I have begun to lash out at my friends and family.
Yesterday I was sitting at the dinner table with my family, eating Christmas dinner, and when my grandma asked me to pass the cranberries. I thought she said Crosb-erries so I blacked out and cut her with a 2005-2006 Yann Danis rookie card.
I fucking cut her.