My throat still hurts this morning from all of the screaming and my glutes are screaming from all of the Tebowing!
My children still look terrified of the excited, loud, fist pumping person that inhabited my body for four hours yesterday.
I felt really badly for iKeith because he was sick yesterday. The cold that we all had over the holidays returned for him and he could barely talk when he left for the game. He said he wasn't going to cheer to perserve what little bit of voice he had left. Can you imagine NOT cheering during that game?
I had to give Keith a hard time because he went to the game convinced that they were going to lose. I razzed him about positive thinking and being a glass half empty kind of guy. He wouldn't budge.
I texted and tweeted him during the game gloating over my rightness. When will this man learn that I'm always right?
I was completely freaking out in the last 25 seconds of the game. And then it went into overtime. The new rules sounded like a recipe for failure. I held my breath which resulted in being completely lightheaded when Tebow threw the ball, it was caught and ran in for a touchdown.
When iKeith got home we opened a bottle of Champagne and made a toast!
And now he believes.....
Coming this afternoon. The Bachelor Ben Drinking Game for tonight!