Galeria de Savannah Bond

No game until Sunday, so tonight I'm taking myself out for seafood instead of stressing over the Bengals. Little black dress, no bra, zero apologies. Tell me I clean up nice.

Bye week means no game to ruin my mood for once, so I'm out by the pool actually relaxing. First time all season I'm not stressed over a score. Come keep me company while I enjoy it?

Home from Minnesota and the first order of business is washing the loss out of this jersey. Four games, four losses — I'm starting to think it needs more than detergent. You got a fix for a season like this?

Made it to Minneapolis and my hotel room is officially command central — jersey on, everything else still up in the air. Kickoff's close and I'm not even close to ready. Wish me luck or wish me something better?

Bengals are coming to town and this team still hasn't given me one reason to relax, so I'm pouring wine and handling the stress relief myself tonight. The jersey's doing the bare minimum, as you can see. You staying for the whole game or just the good parts?

Last day in Miami before I fly out for the Vikings game, so I'm shooting everything I can while the light's still good. The robe gave up halfway through and I let it. Should I save the best shots for when I land?

Achane out for the season and I went straight for the tub with my phone. This team is going to be the death of me, I swear. Get in or at least tell me something good?

Packing for the Vikings game and my suitcase is mostly bikinis because I refuse to believe Minnesota is real. The jersey made the cut though, obviously. Think I packed enough or should I bring less?

0-3 means my Sundays are officially up for adoption. Tonight I'm borrowing whoever's on my screen and pretending I don't have a broken heart. Pick my team for the night?

0-3 and I've given up on going back to sleep. Making coffee in nothing but yesterday's jersey and trying to pretend that second half didn't happen. Come distract me before I spiral.