That's really the only word you can use to describe it. I mean, you can try to use other words like horrendous, awful, disgusting, or mind-blowingly-bad (hyphens count), but I like the way "unacceptable" rolls off the tongue.
I don't even mind losing to Tampa Bay so much as the fashion in which they lost. After all, "any given Sunday" is a mantra most NFL teams and coaches live by, so it's not inconvievable that a winless team gets its first victory against any opponent, be they great or terrible or horribly average.
What gets me is that it's the same thing over and over and over and over. I hate it when mistakes are repeated so many times. It's almost redundant to talk about how bad this team is in pass protection, special teams coverage, and playcalling.
There's actually a line in a rap song that acts as a good parallel to how I'm feeling right now. Track 17 on 'The Marshall Mathers LP' with D12 member Bizarre on the track:
I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip/
My DJ's in a coma for lettin' the record skip/
Lettin' the record skip, lettin' the record skip/
Bizarre clearly doesn't appreciate it when his disc jockey allows the song to get stuck in a certain repetitive groove. It ruins his evening, and it does not please him. In fact, he is so displeased that he wishes harm upon his disc jockey.
Well, if you substitute "song" for "2009 season" and "disc jockey" for "Coach McCarthy" and take out the whole drug thing, it sums up my (and some of your) feelings rather well.
Mike McCarthy, you are officially on the hot seat. Please find a way to get off of it next week against Dallas.