I switched over to the game last night while I was watching Mr. Brooks and I caught the last part when Boller threw the hail mary. I was like "Oh shiiiiiiiiiiit, he's gonna score!"
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Rorschach's Journal: October 12th, 1985. Tonight, a comedian died in New York.
Bad calls are made in every game, it's the game changing ones we notice. Also, if Boller doesn't throw that INT late and allows his team to get 3 points, it's a whole different game.
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Rorschach's Journal: October 12th, 1985. Tonight, a comedian died in New York.
It was Brady's touchdown pass to Jabar Gaffney with 44 seconds left to take the lead that was bullshit. He never had control of the ball. The refs reviewed it and said it was a TD.
I didn't see the play so I don't wanna comment too much, the say the ref saw it differently, I guess.
Like the last play of the Browns game. Browns fans all say it was a force out, Cardinals fans all say he wouldn't have been able to get his feet down and the side judge saw it that way to.
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Rorschach's Journal: October 12th, 1985. Tonight, a comedian died in New York.
Yeah, I saw the highlights of that game on ESPN. I thought it was possible for him to get his feet down. I've seen receivers some how get 2 feet down when there almost completely out of bounds. We all have, I'm sure.
I just don't think it should have came down to that play in the first place. Their offense only scored 1 TD when they weren't given that INT TD or given a short field by the other INT and fumble by Anderson.
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Rorschach's Journal: October 12th, 1985. Tonight, a comedian died in New York.
So there I was, naked except for my new pair of "**** me" heels, and I was walking around the house after my shower waiting for my moisturizer to dry (daydreaming about Kram3r naked ) and I missed the little gap in between my hardwood floor boards and went stumbling, and the last thing I think of is my god I can not let people find me naked except for a pair of black lace heels, so I threw myself onto my bed to avoid certain death.
Narrowly missed the ground.