Omnipresent Detroit-area radio caller "Linda from Grand Blanc" called up and rattled up the phrase in the title of this post after a tough loss [edit: I found the audio!] . It’s fitting this morning I suppose. Random postgame sights and sounds: It wasn’t over until it was over, and this is the guy you hoped wouldn’t be taking the last snap of the game: Media gets on the field the last few minutes of the game. Packed in that final stretch was a lot of this And some of this on the other side of the end zone, Mouton and Kovacs discussing what went wrong after UMass scored again: Denard postgame. His left leg was wrapped all day (including during the pregame), I didn’t hear why: It was good to see these two guys play. I heard Lewan manhandled his man when he played, will need to watch the tape: More of the hockey team clowning. Keep in mind this was completely unprovoked, I merely walked by and pointed the camera in their direction: Elsewhere: Oh my how sweet is Steve Threet ROCKING the 5-1-7 headband for Arizona? I need to hear the accompanying rap that gives props to his peeps in Howell, Okemos, Adrian and Grand Ledge. Best put in this tweet by Craig Barker, "Is Steven Threet…