Got home safe, and walked the dog. I can post a bit more now.
- I was legit mad tonight. Didn't yell my regular chants of "Let's go defense" on defense or "Let's go Dolphins" on offense. Didn't sing both instances of the Dolphins Fight Song that play after each touchdown, only the first instance. It seems minute, but I just wasn't my usual, boisterous self tonight. Part of it was getting a flat tire that AAA made me wait 3 hours to get a tow, but part of it was the feeling of dread that's filled my belly since that second half at Foxboro.
- The crowd was relatively thin tonight, and I swear, the first possession of the game got cheers for the Bengals so loud that I was legitimately confused. I thought the Fins had done something I missed on some plays, because the crowd was really hot for the Bengals early. Seems like the Fins faithful took longer than usual to trickle in tonight.
- Grimes slipped at least 3 times tonight, and after the second time, I yelled, "FIX YOUR FUCKING CLEATS, JACKASS!" I don't think he heard me in 400 level, but I was heated. The first slip was forgivable, but the second and third weren't. Seemed like an obvious need for longer cleats, and I think the equipment manager dropped the fucking ball there. It didn't matter though, as he literally took the ball away from that receiver in the second half, and then took it to the house. As soon as he got past the first tackler, I started jumping up and down and yelled, "TO THE HOUSE!" This was a little awkward, as I was at the concession stand, but it got some of the fans around me pumped up, as I was talking mad shit at that point.
- Nolan Carroll came in after Patterson got injured yet a-fucking-gain, and I swear I nearly cried. Looked like we kept him at nickelback and safety, though. Or maybe my eyes are failing me and that was a #29 out there instead of a #28. Either way, Patterson leaving wasn't the worst thing to happen tonight.
- Dimes, dime and more slutty dimes. A lot of hogs tonight (must have been Cinci fans), but the best part of Halloween are the chicks dressed up as slutty _____'s. Just insert whatever you want in there, because they did it all. I suffered a severe case of wandering-eye syndrome tonight. No cure needed.
- I lost my voice again, which pretty much happens every game. I stood the entire 4th quarter and OT. I was really disappointed to see lots of "fans" leaving after the score was tied up 17-17. Trick-or-treating must be serious business. SMH. Fucking assholes shouldn't even come out if they're gonna bitch out like that. They missed a fantastic finish.
- I wonder if I made it on tv, because I did that Jags fan impression about 10 times tonight. Arms raised, looking around, shaking head. I can't tell you how many times I was baffled by play calls or whistles tonight.
- That ridiculous run by that Bungles RB might be the best rushing play of the season so far. I wanted to kick someone or something tonight. Some dude in front of me was dressed as Where's Waldo, and I wanted to punt him down the steps after that play. WTF kind of Mickey Moue tackling was that?
- Sturgis has not been a stud with a howitzer for a leg for a few games now. I'm not even surprised. He had spells at UF where his leg seemed to go crooked. This seems to be one such spell. I hope he bounces back.
- After getting criticized for throwing too much, Sherman went the complete opposite on the first two possessions. Running every single down. I don't know if it helped at all. I think he was just giving the critics the middle finger with that playcalling.
- That safety was beautiful, and was the boost this fanbase needed. I was cursing and yelling and high-fiving and just generally relieved that we actually won a fucking game. It's a strange dichotomy, as I want the team to tank, but I refuse to not cheer my team on in person. I mean, WTF am I doing at a home game if it's not to cheer for my team? Glad we won, and hope it's the start of a legit run for the playoffs. Otherwise, I'm all aboard the tank again.
- Oh yeah...WTF with Martin sitting out with emotional distress issues? Man the fuck up, you cupcake. Can't pass protect and can't play a game because you got pranked? Cut his fat ass and let's find a real tackle to protect our franchise QB.
- Loudest cheers of the night went to Hulk Hogan, sitting next to Brooke. He did the hand to the ear thing, and got the crowd really jacked up. Then he started flexing, and the place went nuts. Really cool mark-out moment for me and other wrasslin fans. Also, John Offerdahl got inducted into the ring of honor tonight. I'm surprised Jason Taylor and Zach Thomas got in before him, because he was the anchor of that 90s defense. Great player, looks great and had an awkward joke asking his wheelchair-bound mom to stand up. LOL! Not sure what that was about. PEACE.
