New Orleans Saints and Cobras

New Orleans, you will be responsible for my heart attack one day. Either because of the food.... or more likely, because of the Saints' end-of-game antics.

This weekend, I was watching the New Orleans Saints play the Baltimore Ravens. It was a very good game.  At the end of the game, with two minutes left, Kathe and I went out to get a pizza.  (I know, I know.)  And for some reason, there was NO update on my phone. I left when it the Ravens were going for it on 4th and 6, and missed the critical moment.

Justin Tucker lining up for a PAT.  Seriously, this guy NEVER misses.  Everyone on the entire field was trying to figure out whether Brees was going to pull off something amazing in the last 30 seconds, or whether it was going to OT.

Nobody thought that a missed PAT was a possibility.

This is classic cobra weather.  And I missed it just like Justin Tucker did.

Afterwards, twitter has gone crazy over the expression on Tucker's face.  Rightly so.  But that is not the shot of the night.  That is not the one I am watching over and over again, giggling every single time.

Count the cobras, ladies and gentlemen.  Count the cobras.


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