Somewhere, in the bottom of our hearts (or the pit of our stomachs), we knew this was coming.
We mused about it. We laughed about it. For a while, we might have even become ignorant of it. But we always, somewhere deep inside, knew this was inevitable.
When my wife, your own blood, first invited me to Minnesota as we began our formerly long-distance relationship, I appreciated your passion for the Vikings as a passion for football. I had no reason to despise the guys in purple. Heck, even Donovan McNabb finished his career in the Midwest.