Football can be an incredibly cruel game.
Sometimes it brings the greatest joys. And sometimes, it breaks your heart. Sometimes, you snatch defeat from the jaws of victory.
On Sunday afternoon, I watched the Vikings game with just my two German shepherds. I'm not sure I took a breath for four quarters. Watching the players confront the bitterest conditions brought back memories, the breath from all 22 players on the field visible on each snap. How did I play in weather like that? How do the players today even do it?
I lived and died with every play.