My NFL season started out a fucking train wreck because Joe Flacco broke his back or something and I just knew it was all downhill from there. The receivers they planned to go with were no better than me or you with the exception of Mike Wallace, who ended up performing mediocre at best. Then I adopted another team in the playoffs, sort of, and even they let me down.
I’m walking you through the roller coaster of my 2017 NFL season. We laughed (at the WRs), we cried (because of the WRs), and all around had a terrible time.
The 2017 NFL season started off with a bunch of people up on their high horses about god knows what, making sure everyone knew that they didn't care and weren't watching the NFL ever again, only to end up watching the NFL again.
Answer to all of our offensive woes aka Danny Woodhead was carted off after the first series in the first quarter of the first game and headed to IR. I honestly forget what even happened to him. All the Ravens' injuries run together for me at this point. He ended up as being one of the players who was designated to return from IR, and (shocker) ended up not being the answer to said offensive woes.
My precious Joe Flacco sustained a concussion caused by dirty (and bad) player Kiko Alonso, which he was not suspended for, or penalized for at all really. Makes complete sense.
October was when it really started to go downhill for me.
November I straight up gave up and started to talk about other things entirely.
In December I was full of Christmas cheer, and Flacco (who was finally healthy after a sketchy start to the season where nobody can seem to tell the truth) ate some W's.
The Steelers imploded, which is always fun to watch.
And in the end, we'll always have this.
What 2017 NFL moment made you sad?
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