It is Sunday night.

I have never been a fan.

Originally, it meant school was the next day.

Then it was college and after a weekend of fabulosity it was back to the grind of intense classes, journalistic deadlines and a multitude of term papers.

Now it is reality of a different sort. Anxiety about the annual Monday mammogram, mortgage payments and the agony of a Sunday defeat.

It has been 14 years of unremarkable football.

Tonight’s national broadcast of the NY Giants vs. Kansas City Chiefs game is a given. The Giants never win in Prime Time anymore and they are playing the 0-2 Kansas City Chiefs who are overdue for a win.

Reality check, so are the 0-2 Giants, but they forgot how to win. You have to have a working, potent offense in order to contend.

I actually would be a better coach than head coach Brian Daboll. If he is an offensive guru then I am an all-star tight end for the NY Giants.

Fact: every player that leaves the Giants goes on to greatness.

Case in point, Daniel Jones, the worst quarterback I have ever seen (maybe Ryan Leaf) has gone onto greatness as the qb for the Indianapolis Colts. Saquon Barkley is a certified superstar with the Eagles, Sterling Shepard is making magic with the Bucs…the list is endless.

In fear of boring my readers who shun sports as quickly as brown sun spots, I could cite a million mistakes by the defensive coordinator (why aren’t you playing Abdul Carter more, what the hell has happened to Sexy Dexy, cut Tae Banks) and offensive coordinator (Nabers, Nabers and Scattebo, you seriously think Thomas is going to stay healthy, draft a great O lineman) and do not get me started on the uninspired, uncharismatic overweight, domed head coach.

It will be a long night and a sleepless Sunday stretching into the dreaded Monday.

I may have to put on my old videos of NY Giants Super Bowl victories to lull myself into a peaceful sleep.

How I long for the old Sundays when victory dances were my go to.

Now, it is only Black Sunday rather than Any Given Sunday.