At Least We Made it to Superbowl VIII

January 27, 2010


I wanted to have a bright, fresh post for you on Monday morning, but I was too busy fighting off the purple and gold waves of depression that consumed me on Sunday night. My Vikings had a HEARTBREAKING overtime loss, and so I sobbed myself to sleep  on Sunday as I wrote hate letters to the New Orleans Saints. It has taken me days to recover. But at least I wasn’t quite as upset as this guy.

Honestly, I was not surprised by this loss. Any Vikings fan knows that the team will do well up until the game that counts. NFC championship game? Sure, why not?! Superbowl? Now, why would we want to go there?

I will say that the Vikings defense did a great job of slowing down the New Orleans offense. It was all of our offensive fumbles and that last-minute-just-for-fun interception that did us in. But oh well. I’m not mad. It was a fun season, and overall, I think it made me more Christ-like as I learned to love my enemy, Brett Favre.

Anyhoo. I started class up at Den Sem Monday night. I think I’m going to like it — the professor made me laugh out loud at least three times, which is always an excellent sign. Oh, and also, the Bible stuff looks interesting too.

There is something happening next Tuesday that I’m not going to go into detail about right now because the excitement might actually kill me. I’m trying to pace myself so that my level of anticipation doesn’t cause me to have a nerd attack. All I’ll say right now is this: “Ille qui nos omnes servabit.” Like I said — nerd attack.

Here is a thing that is fascinating to me. When poor Job from the Bible found out that he had lost his children, all of his property, and his wealth, he fell down on the ground and worshipped God. Probably not because he wanted to, or because he felt all in love with God, or because he understood what was going on. But he chose to worship the Lord in spite of his circumstances. He tore his clothes in anguish, and he said, “Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked I will depart. The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away; may the name of the Lord be praised.”


OK, I best be going. It’s been a tough week or so, folks. My Ezekiel passed away, my Vikings lost, and it seems as though everyone has forgotten to buy me those red shoes. Depressing. But, I am going to perk on up because A) I’m awesome and can’t nobody hold me down and B) Refer back to A.

Hope your Wednesday is fantabulous!


5 Responses to “At Least We Made it to Superbowl VIII”

  1. Ash said

    Your excitement is REALLY about my pulled pork for the LOST Luau, isn’t it? You shouldn’t be too excited since I’ve never made pulled anything before, much less pork.

  2. LeAna said

    We had a Viking-fan friend over on Sunday for dinner and I even cooked him purple chicken. Not even kidding. Apparently it wasn’t purple enough…I will add more wine next time. In the meantime, my condolences.

  3. Jenn said

    Oh no… You got to keep on movin’

  4. Alecia said

    I am SO happy that we made it to Superbowl VIII. I’m not sure I could continue to be a fan if it weren’t for that season.

  5. denisemorris said

    Ash: I think it will be delicious!

    LeAna, always more wine. 🙂

    Jenn: Thank you, PDiddy.

    Alecia: That season really has had to keep us going for a long time.

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