Ummm....in?
Yeah very in - I mean at least you could have done us the courtesy of just getting blown the fuck out so I wouldn't have gotten emotionally invested, starting thinking about how awesome New Year's in Nashville would be, and then watching that abortion (which is too good of a word even for that performance) leaving us to play fucking Wyoming in fucking Shreveport. I hope Edsall stays your coach for a decade.
I'm tempted to get in my car and drive to Maryland just so that I could dump a few quarts of motor oil directly into the Chesapeake Bay.
Don't take it out in the delicious crab.