Last night I made the mistake of turning off the Sunday Night Football game with just under 6 minutes to go. Bad enough when you consider the end result but worse when I tell you I’m a Giant fan. Actually I'm a Giants fan of more than 25 years.
The radio comes on awfully early in the morning (about 5:10) so it seemed to be the smarter route to turn off the TV and go to bed. Especially since Eli Manning had just had a ball tipped and intercepted after falling behind 34-22. What could possibly happen in the last 5:42, right? Right? Apparently quite a lot can happen.
The thing is, it’s not as though something that shouldn’t happen hasn’t in the dying moments before. Miracle finishes have happened many times, in fact, they’ve been happening almost every week in games involving the Denver Broncos, courtesy of Tim Tebow. The Mile High Miracle worker seems to pull an astonishing victory out of his… somewhere every week.
You’d think this would have conditioned me to hanging in there even when it doesn’t look very good. Only a few hours earlier I’d watched Tebow snatch another win from out of nowhere after a chain of events that a Hollywood movie writer wouldn’t have dared come up with. I’m alone with my shame.
I’ll quote Homer Simpson when asked, after facing a suit for sexual harassment when people jumped to an incorrect conclusion and then doing the same himself “No Marge, I haven’t learned a thing” And so it seems, neither have I.
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