Sunday, January 14

The thrill of victory

Sweet mother of god, that was insane. And beautiful. I'm still having a hard time believing that we actually won. We fucking won! Did I put on my hat and whip out the pigtails just before the last drive of the first half? Yes. Did that drive result in a touchdown? Yes. Did I almost die of a heart attack in the last 3 minutes of the game? Oh, hell yes. Man, Tommy, I love you. Interceptions and all. I can't believe we have to face the Colts next week, but bring it on, bitches. Bring. It. On.

Now I've got to watch the two-hour season premiere of 24. Like I don't have enough stress in my life.

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