The Giants beat the Patriots...and all is right with the world.
I still can't figure out why I still take the games so seriously, but there I was, covered head to toe (literally) with Giants apparel, watching my beloved team upset the mighty Patriots once again.
I guess maybe its says something about my life (specifically work) that this win makes me happy, but oh well, I'll take the joy for at least one night.
There was just nothing better then watching Eli Manning (and his goofy looking self) lead the team down the field. And just like that, the game was over. The Giants had won. And I found myself dancing and swinging on the stripper pole in my apartment (oh yeah, did I mention I have a stripper pole in my living room)?
Every Sunday feels like 1986 to me, watching my team make me happy (and stressed) for 3+hours. All thats missing (besides the gain of about 150+lbs and short shorts) is the innocence of a child who had no responsibilities. Awwwww, no responsibilities. Those were the days.
Well, I guess there's one good thing about being an adult........ VEGAS !!!!!!!!!! Looks like Mr. Adult will be putting his money where his 'love of the Giants' is next week. Look out 49ers.
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