Remember in the late stages of training camp, when a haze of uncertainty surrounded the upcoming year?  After a deja-vu 4-8 start in 2006, they showed us reasons for optimism after taking the final four.  All that seemed to hit rock bottom in the off-season.  Drafting a defensive lineman with a torn bicep, spurning the opportunity to get a superstar, even our star quarterback was livid.  Remember?  Then the season started, and this makeshift, inexperienced squad began to win.  Gained confidence.  This team with an average age of 26 years and 96 days wore pride on their sleeves week in and week out.  “Maybe we have a chance, after all,” said the pessimistic blubberers who once begged for a certain Randy Moss.  Sure, he’s done fine in New England, but I’ll take our own trio, making a fortune less, giving it all they’ve got.  And now, after finishing off a magical 14-4 run, it’s deemed a disappointment?  I’m sure after the first few weeks whizzed by, even St. Vince believed 14-4 to be a heresy.  The bottom line is, we’ve got a lot to be proud of.  This team overcame every form of adversity, and sure, we all dreamed of Brett going down in a blaze of glory, carrying the Lombardi trophy back home, but it just wasn’t meant to be.  However, the youngest team in the NFL has only scrapped the surface, and with the core in tact for several more years, let’s watch them prosper, enjoy it, and wait for our turn. It will come.