I really don't understand all the people saying they'll be happy going 11-5 and missing the playoffs. Not me. I want in so bad and it's probably not going to happen. Again. I'm with BA when he said it's a nice foundation but if you don't get into the dance it doesn't mean anything. He said he's not about stats, he wants to win SB's. That's how I feel. I'm proud of the team, obviously, and have a lot of hope for next year, but with this team it's always next year. And next year sucks, because you can never account for injuries or who gets them or how the year is going to play out.
And honestly, if the Cards didn't have bad luck, we'd have no luck at all. Saints have an all but won game and lose in the closing seconds; Falcons have a great chance to tie or go ahead in the closing minutes and throw an INT. Next week the Saints will probably pull it out by getting a safety while the Bucs try to kneel it to end the game (Schiano justice). It's very frustrating and it's been decades of frustration and that obviously hasn't left me yet. I simply cannot sit here and gush over not making the playoffs and declare moral victories. I do that every year with this team and we're going to be doing it again this year. Talking about how next year we're going to make a run and how our schedule was hard this year and will be easier next year and how we have the right chemistry now and the right coach and a better running back and a new QB and on and on. It's the same every year. We rationalize our failure, justify our mistakes, so that our hearts aren't broken again.