Brian Daboll looked like a new man. For most of the past two years, the Giants head coach has worn the expression of someone who just opened a pizza box to discover all the cheese plastered to the back of the lid — exasperation, frustration, resignation.
He was a living, breathing version of that Ben Affleck meme with the cigarette and the Dunkin’ cup on the sidelines each week. And who could blame him? Even the Giants fans who wanted Daboll run out of town last winter could relate to his dour demeanor and short answers with reporters. They were living this, too.
MetLife Stadium had become the place where hope and happiness went to die — and, maybe soon, it will revert back to that soon. But on Sunday afternoon, for the first time in a long time, there was hope.
The Giants had just d