lagilman | 3rd Tynes the charm!

Holy shite.

holy farking shite.

WE'RE GOING TO THE SUPERBOWL!

*dies*

(and it didn't help that the concom kept buying me drinks.... wheee!)

EtA: All right, I'm now on my own laptop and not borrowing someone elses... we (

quarkwiz and her spouse P, and a few others) sat in the hotel bar and watched the game, cheering and swearing and pacing up and down and yes I got down on my knees to beg for a good play once or twice, I admit it. Going in we had agreed that all we wanted was a good game, one that woulnd't make us cringe. Well, we got that, in spades. Hoo yah.

That was, in short, a Hell of a Game. Both teams played their frozen arses off, and nobody's got a damned thing to be ashamed of. Except maybe a certain kicker, who gets to live (barely) but dayum if he didn't take years off our lives with attempts 1 and 2...

The Superbowl is almost anticlimactic after this game. WTG, Blue!