The Vikings committed a false-start penalty on the first play of the game. They had a cornerback line up offsides. They threw three interceptions, dropped a field-goal snap and fumbled a kickoff return.
They shot themselves in the feet until they ran out of toes while coughing one up to Oakland 27-21 in front of a bunch of fans who didn't know whether to leave early or show up late. They fell to 2-8 on the season and 8-18 since the start of 2010 while their franchise player limped around on a bad ankle on the sideline, losing to a team that must commit personal foul penalties on the way to the team bus.
To summarize a day of really bad football:
Mission accomplished.
There were times during the 2009 season you could have argued that the Vikings were the best team in football. Today, they are contending to become the worst.
Well before they lost to Oakland, the Vikings, a dubious stew of uninspired coaching and overrated talent, had blown their chance to contend. Beating the Raiders would have been like putting Neosporin on a broken tibia.
When you're as bad as the Vikings have been, winning the odd game accomplishes nothing.
Losing offers hope.