We didn't have a party, since most of the people here I know are Broncos fans and none of them are as fanatic about the Broncos as I am about the Seahawks - so I knew that I'd end up obnoxious with them no matter how the game played out.
So it was just me, my wife, and my daughter in our basement. We had just moved into a new house earlier in October and had gotten a new plasma TV. More importantly, we had changed our Comcast service to include some basic cable channels, so we had live football for the first time in about 5 years. The first game we watched with this setup was the NFC Championship game.
Now, this basement has a lower ceiling than the rest of the house does, and there is an even lower segment where an AC vent goes across the room. This is an important detail... the clearance under this lower segment is just under 7 feet.
When I watch live Seahawks games, I tend to pace... there's too much nervous energy for me to sit still for very long. And even with the score 22-0 and the Seahawks getting the ball first in the second half, I was still a bit nervous. I've seen Manning engineer some pretty impressive comebacks in his career, so I wasn't in celebratory mode just yet. So I see Percy back, waiting for the kick, and I start telling my wife about how dangerous a returner Harvin is. The kick goes short and bounces up; my first thought is that I just hope Percy grabs it and holds on. I honestly thought at first glance that by the time he'd be able to grab it and secure it, the Broncos would be on him. But he had room and started his return.
When he made the first guys miss and got a bit of open space, my pacing had taken me directly under the low section of the ceiling. I jumped up in excitement as I saw the potential for a big return and smacked the top of my head hard on the ceiling. I collapsed to the floor, dazed briefly as my wife and daughter were shouting, "Go! Go!" A couple of seconds later, my wife realized what I had done and crouched down to check on me, saying, "It's okay, he scored!" I'm still not sure how the fact of Harvin scoring the TD would have made my potential concussion okay (heh). Luckily, I had only been dazed for a second, and I still had a clear view of the TV while lying on the floor. I got to see the whole thing. I just cackled, still lying on the floor, and spent the rest of the game giggling and every once in a while turning to my wife and saying, "We're gonna win the Super Bowl!"