Giants End Detroit's Season, Almost Get My Face Shat On

If all I had to do was offer up my face as a toilet to get some fucking wins, I’d have taped a urinal cake to my forehead & kept baby wipes in my pockets all season. I know the game didn’t matter for the G-Men. I know they were horrible offensively for the entire second half and the only reason they won was because they got out-Giants by the Lions. Still, the only thing that cures misery is knowing there’s others more miserable than you. If living in Detroit isn’t bad enough, having a sliver of good pissed away like Stafford & Co. did might cause a few suicides – which puts a smile on my face. It won’t be a shit-eating grin though. You stoolies are all talk.