I am not a big football fan - not a big sports fan, really - but it was pretty hard to not get swept up in the excitement of the build to the big game. They made it to the Grey Cup only a few years ago, but it seemed like a much bigger deal this time. Everywhere you went around here, people were wearing Riders colours. The more adventurous had green mohawks.
I caved and bought a jersey. No name on it, since I feel like enough of a poseur as it is. Besides, whoever I put on the jersey will wind up traded within days, even if it's a dead hall-of-famer. They'll find a way.
So a few friends and I got together to watch the game, and... oh man. I said before the game that as long as the Riders - heavy underdogs - didn't completely embarrass themselves, I'd be fine with the outcome. Can't say I was right.
The Riders led for the entire game. With seconds left on the clock, Montréal was down by 2. They went for a field goal and missed. Time ran out, game over, celebrations begin... but. Too many men on the field. A 10-yard penalty, another attempt at the field goal, and they hit it. You couldn't have scripted a more dramatic ending.
Rider fans are very boistrous and a great number of them traveled to Calgary for the game. In a lot of the media leading up to the game, it was speculated that the 13th man would make the difference. It made today's clever headlines easy to write.
If it aired down here, it was on a network I don't get. I really, really tried to find it! I might have considered other means, but there was already some American football to distract me. That game wasn't too bad either!
Originally posted by KJames199Rider fans are very boistrous and a great number of them traveled to Calgary for the game. In a lot of the media leading up to the game, it was speculated that the 13th man would make the difference. It made today's clever headlines easy to write.
In case this confused any American fans, the CFL has one extra player on the field. So our 13th man = the 12th man in Seattle, Texas A&M, etc.
BTW, still emotionally shattered.
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It's too soon to talk about the Riders... But Go Pack Go! (7-4, 2nd NFC North)
That fourth quarter was something else. Like most people, I assumed the game was over when the Riders were up 27-11 with around ten minutes left, so I went to do some work. Someone sent me a message about how close it was, so I caught the last few minutes.
In a way, it was kind of poetic justice, because the refs missed the call on the two-point conversion earlier.
What amazed me is how badly Duval missed the initial field goal. It wasn't even close. What a turn of events. I don't know if I'll ever see another game end like that.
This is true. My dad had posters of Frank Gifford and Pat Summerall in the basement (next to the lighted Schaefer Beer sign!). I loved Tucker Frederickson. I was going to change my avatar to Eli from Y.A., but I can't tempt fate.