I hate dynasties. I hate the Yankees, The Buckeyes, (sorry Mr. Reed) and the Bushes.
And now I hate the Patriots. When a team or person becomes so cocky and is sure that they DESERVE to win any given game, there is nothing sweeter than when their hopes are dashed on the rocks and they lose. In the words of Nelson Muntz...ha,ha.
Herewith, I give you this lovely little piece from the Boston Globe this morning.
And I'll also provide a little story from ancient mythology as to why one should avoid these feelings of hubris.
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