endzorn":uazxl31f said:I was in the stands in Minnesota when Blair Walsh missed that field goal. He’ll forever have a place in my heart for single-handedly quieting an entire crowd of ill-informed, drunken, hillbilly pricks.
Me and my kid were there also, opposite endzone, front row. I hated every second of that game because all I could think about was how I was going to die before I could get back to the car, and where they would find my body. Then Blair came in to save the day and I was instantly filled with a warmth that got me back to my car. I've never been so cold and my kid says, "I'm never going back to Minnesota."