Nighthawk
Rookie
Tonight. It's really the only decent thing that can be done. Don't wait for the end of the season, don't make The Man fire you. Just clean out your stuff and hand in a letter of resignation. Tonight. You've got no place in the scheme of things anymore. You had a good run with bad results. But you had more than a fair chance. And, collectively, you turned it into junk.
Get out of town, please.
Get out of town, please.