Hey, what's going on? It's Bill Burn. It's the Monday morning podcast from Monday, February 6th,

2012. What's going on? You know what the fuck's going on? You cut.

Ah, Jesus Christ. I'm actually recording this thing an hour and maybe hour and change after the Patriots just lost to the New York Giants. Congratulations to the Giants.

Oh, my God, that game was fucking brutal. Brutal game. I got myself all mentally prepared to get our asses kicked.

Because on paper, I was like, we just, our defenses are going to be good enough and that that front four of a donnances that they have that look like super sized linebackers.

And next thing you know, we come out and we're playing with them and we're fun. We just, I just, I don't know, you know, we just didn't make the fucking plays when we needed to make the plays.

That's all there is to it. The Giants did everything they could to give us the game. They blew the fucking to call in two time outs. I'm like, they're fucking up. They're running ravelling after we spotted them nine points.

It was like nobody wanted to win the game for a minute. We fucking stop them. We get the goddamn ball. First play of the game. You throw a 50 yard intentional ground in your own fucking end zone. You're down to it.

Down to the nothing. All right, regroup regroup. They're driving down the field. You make a play. You cause a fumble. You fall on it. Nice. Here we go. You got an extra guy on the field.

And next thing you know, we're down nine nothing. And guess who text me? Nine to nothing. Charlie Murphy.

One of the classic fair weather fans of all time. I haven't, I've, you know, I've known Charlie for years. I think we've had maybe three conversations about football.

Patriots even played the Giants and lost during the regular season to him. Do you think he even noticed he's too busy down the dough Joe trying to figure out how to put his foot behind his head in case some more fucker comes up to him and tries to steal his is, I don't know, the chain off his neck. He doesn't know shit about football.

He couldn't even fucking talk shit before the game. He waited till they were up nine to nothing.

And he texts G men all day.

Charlie, I know you could kick the shit out of me. I don't know if you listening to that this, but that was one of the bitchiest texts I ever got in my life. All right. So congratulations to you, Charlie.

To you and your brand new Giants hat that you bought nine to nothing. Is that when you finally committed to buying it?

There's always going to be guys like that on both sides. It's definitely fair weather people in Boston with your pink red socks hats, your cunts singing that Neil Diamond song. I hope you all fucking drown on a duck boat.

I don't know. We started playing all right. We were coming back. Everything was going good. And then we had the game. We fucking had it. Brady to Welker. I don't know what happened. We had the fucking game.

And we just didn't make the goddamn place and just didn't make the plays and the Giants made the place. So they deserve it. But this one fucking hurts more than two two thousand two thousand seven. I just felt like look, you know, I mean, it sucked the end of the game. But

despite the fact that we lost at the end of the game, I just really felt that that was just an undeniable championship. They, you know, all those teams they beat on the road. And then they beat the undefeated patriots. I just, you know, I always felt it was ashamed of patriots who undefeated because I never thought the Giants got credit because it didn't. It wasn't the Giants one. It was the Patriots lost like that was the fucking story.

But this one hurts fucking, but if you were true sports fan, you saw what happened. All right, but this one. This one was brutal because we, we, we fucking it. We had it.

And I just felt like we, we just blew it. We fucking blew it. And I know it sounds like I'm taking away from the Giants. I'm not because that fucking pass.

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