The week one loss brought pain, anger, misery, all of those things many sports fans are familiar with, but more importantly, that familiar gut-wrenching feeling that Giants fans experience from year to year, that sense that our team is on the verge of greatness and collapse at the same time.

The headlines looked good this week:

"Al Gore Finds No Correlation Between Eli's 0 INTs and Global Warming"

"Rookie Running Back Reaches Out to Former First Round Pick Ron Dayne"

"Tom Coughlin Says Fourth Quarter Running Plays Keep Fans Honest"

"Tom Brady, Peyton Manning, Tony Romo? Ringless Quarterback Enters Hall of Fame Discussion"

"Jason Sehorn Works Out For Giants"

But, in all honesty, I had a bad feeling about the game, but that bad feeling about the game let me know that the Giants are the same franchise that I've grown up watching. Just when, as a fan, you feel that your team is on top, the Giants tear your heart out with a loss like this one.

That said, it feels good to have that happen in week one. This isn't a week six, four wins into a repeat back in 2008, only to get slaughtered by the Cleveland Browns. It's hell of a lot better than week fifteen of 2010, a 9-4 Giants that didn't just kill their hopes of a playoff run. I too, died a little on that Sunday afternoon.

I'm not saying that we're going to be good from here on out, but I think we're good from here on out.