01-15-2018, 04:46 PM
In what ultimately might be the worst decision I've ever made in my life in hindsight, my superstitious side tells me I'm partially responsible for this.
When the Saints converted on 4th down yesterday with less than a minute left in field goal range, I left ALL my friends (who aren't even Vikings fans but were there to hang with me) at the bar and walked home. I shut off my phone so my Saints friends wouldn't bother me. On the way, I picked up a nice bottle of scotch and was ready to settle in at home. I put on a movie (3:10 To Yuma), kicked back, and figured I'd just forget about another unforgettable season.
After an hour or so, I realized I was starving and wanted delivery so I needed to turn my phone on. I swear I never in a million years thought to check in on the world because I thought we might've pulled out the greatest Vikings miracle ever, but when I turned my phone on... 6 voicemails, 38 text messages. Just at a quick glance I realized some crazy shit must've just happened.
Sucks I missed that play LIVE but I don't think the universe would've allowed it to happen any other way. Yeah, I'm crazy like that.
All said and done, fair enough. My friends showed up with champagne and lottery tickets (why? I dunno either) shortly after and we celebrated all night.
Sorry for rambling, but just like all of you, I'm on cloud 9. As a man who has no interest in ever having children or settling down, a Vikings playoff win like that is literally the highlight of my entire life.
EDIT: I realize this is kind of a douchey, self-absorbed post but that wasn't my intention. I'm honestly just ecstatic right now.
When the Saints converted on 4th down yesterday with less than a minute left in field goal range, I left ALL my friends (who aren't even Vikings fans but were there to hang with me) at the bar and walked home. I shut off my phone so my Saints friends wouldn't bother me. On the way, I picked up a nice bottle of scotch and was ready to settle in at home. I put on a movie (3:10 To Yuma), kicked back, and figured I'd just forget about another unforgettable season.
After an hour or so, I realized I was starving and wanted delivery so I needed to turn my phone on. I swear I never in a million years thought to check in on the world because I thought we might've pulled out the greatest Vikings miracle ever, but when I turned my phone on... 6 voicemails, 38 text messages. Just at a quick glance I realized some crazy shit must've just happened.
Sucks I missed that play LIVE but I don't think the universe would've allowed it to happen any other way. Yeah, I'm crazy like that.
All said and done, fair enough. My friends showed up with champagne and lottery tickets (why? I dunno either) shortly after and we celebrated all night.
Sorry for rambling, but just like all of you, I'm on cloud 9. As a man who has no interest in ever having children or settling down, a Vikings playoff win like that is literally the highlight of my entire life.
EDIT: I realize this is kind of a douchey, self-absorbed post but that wasn't my intention. I'm honestly just ecstatic right now.