At this point in my life as newly single 36-year-old childless man with the BMI of a manatee with a drinking problem, I’d take a Minnesota Vikings Super Bowl victory over having… What do people call it? This is embarrassing… Oh yeah, children. Part of that has to do with not wanting to pass on that Manatee gene (Kelp is as hard to come by as it is delicious), but the other half has to do with my love for the Vikings. The other OTHER half? Or third, at this point? Would be seeing how those Vikings fans explain away the fact that Kirk Cousins got the Vikings over the hump.
One Stat to Dead the “Garbage Time Cousins” Narrative Once and for… Who am I kidding, it’ll never go away
