The Miracle in Minnesota

I don't watch a lot of football (the American brand, anyway) because I'm a Vikings fan, and the networks rarely show them here on the West Coast. This year, though, thanks to their success and NFL Network replays, I got to see every game (including pre-season), and got plenty dang invested.

So yesterday, after seeing my team blow a big lead, fall behind, squeak ahead, screw up again and find themselves down 24-23 with 10 seconds left, no time outs and 60 yards between them and the goal line, my heart was in my shoes. My thumb was on the remote, ready to turn that sucker off the second it was over and let the grieving begin. And then - you know what happened. Keenum threw that last gasp pass to Diggs, who turned on a dime and raced into the end zone. 

I was stunned, and six hours later it hasn't worn off. I'm having a hard time believing what I saw. Luckily, I recorded the game, so I can check again today. Damn, I hope it comes out the same.