ScottF

well, my old man had to tell me to settle down and shut up today. I was at the game, and the MIA fans were very hospitable overall.

My bad first encounter was with a guy who said "There's a lot of Saints fans here- I hope they're better than the Jets fans." I turned around, smiled and said, how can we not be be? His reply- "Whatever." Hey dude, you don't want so many visiting fans in your house, sell your games out.

Later, sitting thru the worst half of football in my life, 5 frat boys two rows behind me were screaming at anybody and everybody in black & gold- cursing, taunting, calling out Bush (B-U-S-T) and others, real jackass stuff. Anyway, as we started to come back, I couldn't resist yelling back, especially when Bush scored. I might have mentioned that I'd take Bush over Ginn, that even if we lost we'd still have 5 wins, and that they lived in the NeverLaids.
My dad quickly reminded me of where we were and that I am 43 and 5'5.

Oh well, great half equals great win. Who's next?