So here I begin the tale of the Colts game that took place last night. These last few weeks my father has been making me memorize football facts (useless information like Rex Grossman was from Bloomington Indiana and played for the Florida Gators) especially about the four qauterbacks playing in the play offs. (Actually this information proved not to be useless. I ended up answering several trivia questions that came up in classes about some of the players and coaches in the playoffs). Plus living in central Indiana my entire life I do like to see the Colts win (especially since they have never been to a superbowl, while in Indianapolis). But if any of you have ever seen my room you would understand it takes a while to clean so instead of watching the game I New-York-Timed it by hitting the refresh button.
I ended up having to stuff stuff instead of cleaning. (Stuff-stuff was a process where I stuffed everything into my closet and hoped it wouldn't burst open when my room was checked). Now we come to the last few minutes of the game and the COLTS SCORED putting themselves for the first time in the lead. I called my dad all excited but then he told me that the Pats had the ball, one minute, and three time outs and the goal a touch down. My dad said the Pats were good at scoring in the last minute, what we needed was an interception. I heard my dad yelling and I hit the refresh button and the only word I saw was interception.
I started screaming and ran out of the room at the same time the girl in the room next door ran around the corner. We hit each other and started screaming (my dad was still on the phone). We ran to her room and screamed then counted down with my dad the last ten seconds, then screamed some more. I hung up the phone and ran downstairs and screamed and screamed with everyone watching in the lobby before coming back up stairs.
I tried to call my best friend, but it wouldn't go through (my phone, my dads phone, my roomie's phone, and her moms phone were all having trouble, probably because everyone was calling and using the towers) finally it went through and I screamed on her answering machine. I called her home to see if she was there and she wasn't so I screamed while her dad laughed at me. I finally got a hold of her, she had been at Damon's, and we screamed and screamed. My roomie and I danced around the room, because she is a Bears fan, which is going to be sad for her when we beat them. So ends the tale of the most amazing game I never watched...
Update: We beat the Bears :) Which makes me happy.
I'm pretty excited about the game against the Jets tonight! Go Colts!
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