Yesterday, my friend Kris was all “Every time you come over and watch football with my mom, you’re all OHMYGOD! YAAAAAAY!!! RUN! RUN! HE’S RUNNING! WOOOHHHHOOO!”

And I was all, “What? Meee? Are you talking about me?? Because I do no such thing.”

And he was all “Uh huh. Sure. Well if you do end up doing that today, do you think you can keep it down so I can get my homework done? Plus, you know the players can’t actually hear you, right?”

And I was all “Of course. No yelling from me sir.”

Then.

Brett Favre threw long with 19 seconds remaining and I was all but prepared to figure out who I hated less, the Colts or the Vikings, as I watched the football sail across the field and Saints’ Tracy Porter…

***

CAUGHT.

THE.

BALL!!!!!

HE CAUGHT THE BALL!! INTERCEPTION! OH MY GOD!!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!! WOOOOOOOOHOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY CRAP!!!! HE CAUGHT THE BALL. THE SAINTS ARE STILL IN THIS!! HOLY CRAP! WOOHOOO!

I may have yelled a little.

Best game eva though.

Sorry Kris.

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