I got really nervous at 20-14, so I just got in the car and left the house. (I had to leave. Every three seconds, my wife or daughter will ask “Are they losing?”)
I went to Walgreens of all places because it’s Sunday night and the only thing in the world that is open is usually a Walgreens.
The Saints scored when I was in Walgreens - I figured the Vikings were done, so I started back home. They got into field goal range, so I didn’t want to go home and answer the losing question, so I went into a pizza place because, like Walgreens, it was open. I watched the Vikings’ FG, the Saints’ FG and the touchdown there.
Wife thinks it’s funny that I brought home a pizza that we didn’t want and won’t eat. I don’t care.
That never, ever, ever happens for Viking fans.