Let’s rewind the clock a bit. On November 4, the Washington Redskins lost in embarrassing fashion to the Carolina Panthers, dropping the team to 3-6.
At the conclusion of that contest, one could easily assume that this was going to be another laughable year for the Burgundy and Gold, as they inch themselves further from relevance year after year while their beloved fanbase still basks in the “glory days.”
Then came seven-straight victories: they blew out the Eagles; a Thanksgiving Day victory over the Dallas Cowboys; the Monday Night Football victory against the Giants; beating their beltway rivals, the Baltimore Ravens; a victory over the Browns with a backup quarterback; then beating the Eagles, a team with nothing to lose; and finally beating the Cowboys again on a national spotlight.
If you were to ask me that this would transpire on November 4, I would have bet my entire bank account on none of that happening.
The fact is, the Redskins defied their expectations this year. They overcame a lot of obstacles this season and learned a lot about the character of this team.
After today’s frustrating defeat at the hands of our playoff “Goliath” the Seahawks, I will try to hang my head high, but that’s easier said than done.
I’m heartbroken. I have fallen in love with this Redskins team. They weren’t the most talented group of football players, but they were all on the same page. That is something we haven’t seen in Washington in a long time.
They refused to give in and I admire them for that. However, I can’t get over it. Is there something wrong with me?
We just won the division! We played our first home playoff game since I was in elementary school! We have one of the best young quarterbacks in the league, yet I still can only feel anguish at this time.
I have written numerous articles on how badly I want the Redskins to return to respectability and I believe they have earned that right from now on, but it’s not enough at the moment.
After winning seven-consecutive games, my irrational fanhood took over; I started to believe. I started to fantasize partying down Pennsylvania Avenue with my friends as Mike Shanahan hoisted the Lombardi Trophy. I started to imagine the Redskins gathered at the 50-yard line while Queen’s “We Are the Champions” started playing.
I became engulfed of what could have happened.
From the bottom of my heart, I want to thank the Redskins for reminding me why I so passionately support this team. I want to thank them for providing such happiness and excitement over the past two months as well as previewing the future with this franchise.
What the team needs to do is remember this loss. They need to remember how painful this feels and to use this as motivation for the following seasons to come and I know they will.
The Washington Redskins is more than just a football team to me. They are a part of my life. They always have been and always will be.
Hail to the Redskins. Hail victory. Braves on the warpath. Fight for old D.C.