There are 10 seconds to go, and it’s not looking good.
Seemingly untouchable in the first half, the Minnesota Vikings are now down by one point against the New Orleans Saints — and I’m getting nervous. Not because I’m particularly passionate about them winning, but because I know my boyfriend Matt will sink into temporary depression if they lose this playoff game.
…Of course, at the time, I didn’t know they would get stomped the following week, but I digress…
