That was dumb.
Even in an inconsequential preseason game, I hate the ****ing Giants so ****ing much
I second this.
My hatred of the Giants grows every year. I hate them more than the Jets and Dolphins combined.
But how much do I REALLY hate the Giants? Let’s see...
Tuesday, September 11, 2001 was the worst day of my life. That’s hands down # 1.
After that, I’ve had loved ones pass; suffered personal disappointments; and other assorted misfortunes just like everyone else.
Among those other “bad days” alluded to above is Sunday, February 3, 2008. Super Bowl XLII. That day is definitely in the top 10 worst days of my life. To lose to those filthy New Yorkers who actually play in New Jersey with a perfect season on the line sucks ass so much I can’t stand talking about it.
Now, I don’t hate the Giants as much as I hate the Canadiens. My loathing of the Canadiens goes beyond the playing surface and is a little deeper and more personal - but the Giants are a very close second. The Yankees are third, followed by the Lakers.
After Super Bowl XLII, I wish them nothing but heartbreak and misery.
I hate seeing them every preseason. It only reminds me of 2007. Someday I hope the Patriots beat them 75-0, preferably in a Super Bowl.
Then I might feel a little better.
Maybe.