Oh the agony of defeat. It stings. It burns.
You see, I married into a Steelers lovin' family. And tonight they lost the Super Bowl.
So you can understand my dismay.
Instead of lamenting the coulda, woulda, shouldas I'll instead let my photo montage speak for itself.
I've titled it Faces of Defeat.
Prepare yourself folks, this is perhaps the saddest of them all:
Poor Dusty, lovingly folding the Steelers quilt his mother made for him when he was a child.
(OK seriously, how dramatic! I should win an award.)