Just having some fun because I am sick to my stomach...what did you do? Here is my reaction...Hard Knocks should have been there.
* I took my folder with re-fi in it and flung it
* I kicked my office chair in my man room
* I swore up and down
* Feel to the ground
* Yelled...WHY, WHY, WHY?
* Walked down stares and stormed around cursing everything in sight
* Took a couch cushion and tossed it across the room
* Went back upstairs and cheered Thiggy (I still think his knee was down ten yards prior)
* Cursed when Hartline was open, but the throw was not there
* Stormed out of the man room and briskly walked the dog around neighborhood talking to myself ALOUD "RUN THE BALL"
I am a nut. I am crazy. Do not question how much I care, however.
BTW, my wife hated me, but so be it. It is Sherman and Philbin's fault.