So here we are, AFC Champions once again. The last time this happened, Mike and I were there. It was the most amazing sporting experience of my life. That probably doesn't seem like a grand statement, but considering I've seen Mark McGuire in his record-setting season, an Olympic gold-medal soccer match, and been on the court for a Sampras-Becker tennis match? Let's just say I've had some choices.
I just don't think anything compares to seeing your team, the one you've followed in good times and in excruciatingly humiliating times, pull off a great win.
This year we weren't able to be there in person, but we did manage to get together with the same group we watched the last AFC Championship game with. Not that we're a superstitious lot or anything, but who wants to live with themselves for an entire football season with the thought that you might have played some role in your team's defeat? Not I, said the Colts fan.
We did our part, Peyton and Co. did theirs and here we are, Super Bowl-bound again.
I'm going to enjoy each and every minute of these next two weeks. If it's anything like last time, this city buzzes with pride and anticipation. If something stays still long enough, it'll get plastered with a horseshoe. It's been an amazing season, even with my disappointment in the end. Who knows how many great seasons we have left? If you're not the fanatic that I am, bear with me just a little while longer. It's not time to retire my #18 jersey quite yet. Hopefully, when it's all said and done, I can add a 2009 Super Bowl t-shirt to my collection. And then I promise I'll talk about something else for a change, like what I ate for dinner, or my underwear.
Until then: Go Colts! Believe in Blue!