This team. This season. This game.
They are all just too painful to watch.
Just when you thought it was safe to believe that your Miami Hurricanes would almost definitely, certainly and easily win an ACC game late in the season against an overmatched opponent, become bowl eligible and win the Coastal Division for the first time in history you were left to wonder:
"What the hell just happened?"
Yesterday in Charlottesville Miami head coach Al Golden and his assistant coaches, to put it simply, failed at their job descriptions.
The highly maligned swiss cheese UM defense, for lack of a better description, was in a word, indefensible.
The highly praised Hurricane offense scored lots of points but could not seal the deal with a simple first down when it mattered most in the final minutes.
This team, in need of their biggest win in over five years, just could not get it done. They lost and in the end that is all that really matters. Miami could not win a game they needed so desperately that at least a few of their fans (including me) were actually on their knees praying, begging and shouting for some sort of divine intervention to get the win.
Yet once again it was to no avail. Even divine intervention wasn't enough to help this Hurricane team win a game it should have won as many fans' hopes, dreams and prayers went unanswered on this Saturday in November.
The loss left Miami fans asking more questions than they started the game with and no answers in sight. Whatever the questions you found yourself asking the reality is that for hard core 'Canes fans it has been a difficult period of time over the last 10 years and yesterday did not make it easier or better. In fact it made it worse, much worse.
After Miami went three and out and punted to Virginia with about three minutes left the game was beginning to become too painful to watch.
Around 90% of Hurricane fans apparently knew what was now seemingly inevitable. Miami's swiss cheese defense would somehow give up the winning score and the Hurricanes would lose the game they so desparately needed to win.
Still, at that point I remained defiant and as one of the 10% who believed that UM could, and would, still win this game. They had to; losing was simply not acceptable and they simply had to win.
With just over a two minutes left I stood there with my heart pounding, adrenaline racing through my veins while cheering and pleading with the Hurricane defense to stop the Cavaliers just this one time.
With under two minutes to go I literally got down on my knees and prayed. I shamelessly begged each of the UM defensive players to make a play and groveled with the UM coaches to please do something, anything, to make a call that would work.
With under a minute left and the Cavaliers now in scoring position in Miami's red zone I turned off the television and left my house to go to the "Sunset and Symphony" concert at Bok Tower Gardens in Lake Wales.
I could not take any more suffering and had yelled and prayed my last.
I needed to see (and hear) something beautiful.
I just knew that the ending of this game was going to be too painful to watch.