10-27-2013, 12:07 AM
Words that would normally apply to my wife, now apply to my other love affair, this damn football team. If it is not for the last minute of the 1st half (where we steal a touchdown and the momentum) and the first minute of the 2nd half (where we get gifted a fumble on the kickoff and punch it in for a TD), we lose this game. 13 points scored in 2 minutes. 7 points for the rest of the game. All the action squarely in the middle, and I would hardly call the rest of the game the equivalent of foreplay or cuddling. All that time, and no O to be found. Pun intended.

