Well, kinda.
As we walked into the game, we made a pact:
If the Browns get destroyed, let's not get upset, instead, let's enjoy the Monday Night Football atmosphere.
As we walked out, the conversation was:
Did that just happen? I'm still in shock. Boy, Downtown sure is packed.
Traffic leaving was horrid. We should've just grabbed a beer.
I got home at 1:30am. Couldn't fall asleep 'til 3.
Did the Browns win the Super Bowl? Not even close.
Did it feel kinda like it? You have no idea.
- Salty
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