At least the Giants hope it will be because 2009 sure was a clunker for them. It started with a playoff loss to the Eagles and finished with a 41-9 loss to the Panthers in their final game ever at Giants Stadium.
2010 can't possibly be that bad, can it?
Anyway, thought I'd leave you with the words to a song many people just hum along to. It was written down by Scottish poet Robert Burns in 1788, but the song itself is said to be much older and Burns actually transcribed it (and probably cleaned up some of the rhyme and rhythm) after hearing an old Scottish man sing it on a street corner:
Should old acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot, and old lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet, for auld lang syne.
And surely you'll buy your pint cup, and surely I'll buy mine!
And we'll take a cup o' kindness yet, for auld lang syne.
We two have run about the slopes, and picked the daisies fine.
But we've wandered many a weary foot, since auld lang syne.
We two have paddled in the stream, from morning sun till dine.
But seas between us broad have roared since auld lang syne.
And there's a hand my trusty friend! And give us a hand o' thine!
And we'll take a right good-will draught, for auld lang syne.
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