Thanks George, always a great read.
I was a wreck the past 48 hours. I was at the ice bowl in 96 and that was a soul crusher. If I had known then it was only the beginning it would have been even worse.
I moved away in 97, so my agony has been mostly by myself except through this place. Yesterday morning when I saw the snow outside the stadium, and what looked like it would be a sparse crowd, those old familiar feelings returned.
Then at game time I see a packed house (no visible yellow seats), we win the toss, the defense holds and we score. I dared to believe again...the rest you and others have covered.
Oh, just one minor grammatical correction...telling Prison Bitch to “suck it” is redundant.
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