Could we win?
I mean, could we? Was that allowed? Could the Seattle Seahawks, a Seattle sports team, win it all? Or were we doomed to whatever infernal caste into which Vishnu cast the Buffalo Bills? A first-class fanbase forever hoping for that second place finish, hoping this loss wouldn’t be too disillusioning, hoping for a noble struggle in defeat, as our guys, our team, our franchise, our city serves the needs of somewhere bigger, somewhere more important, somewhere ... else.
A Pittsburgh, a Steelers, if you will, and by extension Detroit, Jerome Bettis, a fragmented and discouraged nation deep in the throes of too many crises to name, an established winner, an orthodox winner, and I did I mention Jerome “The Bus” Bettis?