As a Chargers fan I had mentally checked out of the season. There were no expectations. They were 4-6 and would definitely miss the playoffs. Norv Turner and A.J. Smith would be fired at the end of the season and the Chargers would once again try to rebuild with a new staff. Like so many years past, I had sworn not to get emotional about the Chargers. I would follow the games and root for the team, but I wouldn't get upset, no matter what the situation.
That's when I screamed, "WHAT THE FU**?!? ARE YOU FUC*ING KIDDING ME?!?" Not my proudest reaction. Even after swearing I would not be emotionally invested, I was again torn apart by something terrible the Chargers did. The Ravens went on to kick a tying field goal sending the game to overtime where they defeated the Chargers 16-13.
It's really unbelievable. Since I started this blog in 2009, I have had very few positive things to write about the Chargers which is why they don't make many appearances. It's very easy as a San Diego sports fan to complain incessantly, and no one wants to read that.
My explosive reaction gave Firecracker quite the rude awakening to which I was admonished sternly. As an elementary teacher, she really has a way of distributing quick punishment that makes you feel like an eight year old. An eight year old driving a car with a filthy mouth, but an eight year old nonetheless.
So as the Monday night opener approached I was not nervous. I was still rocking Chargers gear and excited to see them play on TV, but certainly not nervous because I knew I wouldn't get too high or too low. There was no way the Chargers would fool me again.
Then the Chargers had a seven point lead 15 seconds into the game. I was excited. Damn it. Then more scoring and great defense. By the beginning of the third quarter the Chargers were ahead 28-7 and only needed a few first downs to get a fantastic win against the supposed second best team in the AFC. The game was all but over.
It was almost one in the morning as I sat numb on my sofa. I wasn't really surprised. Had I stuck to my guns and not allowed myself to get excited, there really wouldn't be any sting. But, I didn't. The words of The Who, Won't Get Fooled Again rang through my head.
Meet the new boss, same as the old boss...don't get fooled again, no, no!
For the second time in a season that is one game old, I have sworn not to get fooled by the Chargers. I'll root, but I won't get fooled again. At least not until they have a fourth quarter lead against the Eagles this Sunday. Kinda like I swore I wouldn't write another post complaining about the Chargers.