This team has me so conflicted. When they win, I see all the great qualities of this team and I’m convinced that they can put things together. When they lose, I feel like they’re stuck in the mud and doomed to repeat past mistakes over and over again. So, at some point I just start arguing with myself like Smeagol and Gollum in Lord of the Rings.
I thought it would be fun to give you some insight into that internal debate (without all the raw fish and “my precious” ravings). Let’s call the optimistic side of my brain “Jeff” (because of the innocence of youth) and the pessimistic/realist side “Clarkie” (my nickname in high school when I learned that I was never going to be one of the cool kids).