Overtime is not good for my health

Jesus. By the time Gostkowski finally kicked it through the uprights, my heart was racing and I was rocking on the sofa. Then, when the win was secured, I clapped my hands together so hard, I still have red marks. (I'd say I don't know my own strength, but I've been noted for being freakishly strong for awhile now, so that would be a total lie.) The point is this: Patriots win! F-ing Ravens can suck it.