Monday, October 24, 2005

Oy Veychkin

It was difficult to see my beloved 49ers get shellacked by my behated Dannyskins. Watching the game was like playing a round of golf in which you look for that one shot, that one putt to take away from it that will keep you coming back. Hey, at least they didn’t lose by six touchdowns. They did end their nine quarter touchdown drought. Let’s face it, they are two or three seasons away from being two or three seasons away.

Our babysitter bailed on us Saturday night, so we were forced to bring our 20-month old son to our date celebrating Mrs. Giant’s birthday, which involved meeting friends for dinner and drinks before going to the Caps game. DC-Giant v. 2.0 came through like a champ and was fantastic all night, salvaging what could have been a disastrous evening.

The last time we brought our son to the Caps game, he became upset when the horn and music would blare suddenly throughout the arena after the Caps scored a goal. We had no such worries this time.

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