You know how it is, New York Giants fans. You went through it five years ago.
You win the Super Bowl and you feel really, super-duper great and you celebrate for a few joyous weeks.
And then you lose a small- to medium-sized group of key players because you're up against the cap and free agents from Super Bowl-winning teams are grossly overvalued.
Then there's the draft. You get the last pick. Enjoy.
After that you fall under the largest microscope in the world of sports. You hear a thousand reasons why your team won't be able to repeat, and about seven why you will.
Finally, you take the field again in a usually fruitless attempt to defend your title while trying to rip the proverbial targets from your backs.
Right now, we're in that microscope stage. I won't predict whether the G-men will repeat, but I will reveal my expectations for six individual Giants by handing out half a dozen peculiarly-named, wildly premature awards.