I'll never forget walking home after THAT 6-3 loss a mile and a half in freezing rain from a Bills bar in Queens, wondering why the hell I was walking three miles in the cold and rain to a place that showed this shit ass f***ing team (because this was before streaming was an option). I ate White Castle and drank a 40 on the last half mile home and it was the saddest/maddest I'd ever been at the team. I made that walk 8-10 times a year for 4 years after that.
Edit: ah, that walk was the snow bowl game. Probably went to the same bar for the 6-3, too. Both sad walks!