POOP!!!

My cursed, snakebitten Minnesota Vikings did it again tonight. They lost a very close NFC Championship game in overtime to the victorious New Orleans Saints, and so now, for the fifth consecutive time since 1977, they have lost the one game which would have propelled them to the Super Bowl. I am heartsick, as I'm sure Max's Dad is too, over at his website. The Saints will now deservedly go on to this year's Super Bowl, for the first time in their history, where they will face the formidable Indianapolis Colts to determine this year's overall NFL Champion.

Clearly today, the better teams won. The Saints, led by their no. 1 offense, quarterback Drew Brees, and and a great defense, prevailed over my Vikings, who uncharacteristically had 6 fumbles and 5 turnovers. Still, my Vikes rolled up over 400 yards of offense today, but their turnovers killed them and caused them to lose in overtime. It is heartbreaking to see their season (and, quite possibly, Hall of Fame quarterback Brett Favre's carrer). Favre, coming back from offseason surgery and semi-retirement last August, had arguably the best year of his long and distinguished 19 year carreer this season at age 40. It would have been wonderful for him to go out on top winning the Super Bowl one more time and leading the Vikings to their very first Super Boel championship, but it just wasn't to be.

I am very happy for the Saints, and for their fans and city, which has suffered such horrible devastation in recent years. This trip to the Super Bowl will provide them all with a wonderful feeling of accomplishment and a great deal of well-deserved pride. Hats off to them all!