Oh love, how you’ve failed me again,
You promised protection — and yet, pain.
Said you’d be there when things got rough,
But one blitz later — guess that’s tough.
You swore to keep me safe and sound,
To stand your ground, ten toes down.
But when the pressure came, you froze,
And let disaster through — God knows.
I gave you signals, clear and loud,
You stood there, staring at the crowd.
I trusted you with all my heart,
You false-started — right from the start.
You tripped, you slipped, you let me fall,
You held the wrong guy, after all.
Each Sunday’s tears, I weep anew,
Because of you, my love — all you.
But now I see the bitter truth,
It wasn’t romance — just football sleuth.
This broken trust, this endless pain…
Wasn’t my ex — it’s the Chargers’ O-line again.
Question: pick what horror film best describes the team and why?
Coach Kyle if you could give a speech to us fans to help lift our spirits?
k lov u bye