This game seemed to be a microcosm for the season.  The Bengals play a great quarter and a half, and then stink it up for the rest of the game.  The Bengals score the second most points of the season in the first half alone, and then they remember that they’re the Bungles and let the game slip away.  After going up 31-14 against the Bills, Buffalo scores the next 35 points.  Thirty-five points???!!!  Hell, the game isn’t officially over as I type this blog.  Jordan Palmer = the Ultimate White Flag.

What the hell happened to this team?  I mean, not just this game, but overall this season?  I mean, before this game, one could argue that the Bengals were about six plays away from being 8-1.  Seriously.  The Bengals have lost the previous six games by a combined 33 points.  You could say that this game was lost on one play: Palmer’s INT in the end zone.  IF YOU WANT TO BE A GOOD QB, YOU CAN’T THROW INTERCEPTIONS IN THE END ZONE.  You just can’t.

I mean, I was all bummed out that I couldn’t watch the game since it was blacked out locally.  So I listened to it on the radio as I flipped around and watched a bunch of other games with my NFL Ticket (thanks, DirecTV for such an awesome service, yet you cave in to the demands of the NFL…  Hell, I pay good money for this damn package; DirecTV should just give the NFL the finger and show the blacked out games).   Now I don’t know if I can even read anything about the Bengals, much less watch and/or listen to them, because it’s just pure pain.  Like a rusty knife being stabbed in my eye over and over.

I guess the Bengals have more games left to play this season.  Starting within about 96 hours on Thanksgiving night.  Do I continue with this masochism?  Can I pretend to be invested with a team that is so GD inconsistent but seemingly still talented?  If you let me watch it with my good friend Jack, I might consider it.

Bengals commentator Dave Lapham said the Bengals quit in the second half.  I could not disagree more.  They just suck.