Granted, our "jungle" is more like a weedy playground right now. The Bengals have a long history of stealing defeat from the jaws of victory, but we love to hate them anyway.
Every year, The Big Guy says he's not even going to bother watching. And yet, every Sunday, we find ourselves at home, eating pretzels and watching our Bungles, praying for the impossible. Last year was supposed to be a great year, but it was not. This year is supposed to suck, so maybe there is some hope!
We've lost a couple of key players: