I've never seen a team more beat up by the NFL. "The Bungals will never win because they're the Bungals." Never before have I seen any other team repeatedly counted out simply because of who they are and what team they play for (even Detroit gets more love than us). They're the epitome of the underdog, one of the few teams that always plays the opponents close but can never do enough to win the big game. I'm glad I'll have the opportunity to be here when they win the Lombardi, when they hoist that trophy high at the end of a long, exciting season. I can say "I was watching when Cincinnati finally did it."
Even now, I love this team. It has heart despite the close losses. It's always doing its best to finally come out of the shadows of mediocrity and establish itself as good. It's always trying to prove to the entire world that it's not the Bungals, but the Bengals, that it too deserves a Lombardi and it's going to go out and earn it. And yet it never does. But that doesn't stop it.
But it's hard. It's hard to love this team and watch it fail so much. It's hard to root for this team and have that sickening feeling that nothing is ever guaranteed for this team. It's not Indy, who can play like crap and still get away with a win in the last minute. It's like those Sour Patch commercials with the oversized Sour Patch kid. "It's Sour and then Sweet." That almost describes this Bengals team. It's Sour at first, playing like crap, then Sweet as it starts coming back, only to become Sour again. It's entertaining to watch this team play because it seems that it's never out of the game, but then, the just do it.
They find some way to lose the game. And the question just has to be begged: