I fucking hate them.
I am angry and sad and angry that I’m sad and angry. (I shouldn’t be brought to tears by the Eagles losing a playoff game, but it happened.) And now I’m eating chocolate to cheer myself up (because that’s a good thing to do at 11:30 PM).
Later, when I’ve got a little distance from this game, I’ll be proud of the Eagles for everything they accomplished this year, but right now I just want to cry.