It might be gray out right now, but that sky sure seems to have a tint of blue in my eyes today, and it’s all because my beloved New York Football Giants shocked the world at large and stopped the coronation of the New England Patriots with one of the grittiest performances I — and 97.5 million other people — have ever had the pleasure of watching. (More reactions here and here.)

After the final game of the regular season, I had joked around that this was the start of the Giants revenge tour, where they would exact retribution from the teams that had beaten them before — Dallas, Green Bay, New England — though never in my wildest dreams could I have expected things to actually turn out the way they had in my head. In fact, the reality of it was so much better.  I will give the Pats all the credit in the world: they fought to the bitter end, and forced the Giants to beat them outright, not just outlast them. But beat them they did. And while 18-1 is still a remarkable accomplishment, but I’m sure that feels more like an tragedy than a triumph to their faithful today.

In fact, the saddest thing I found out today is that the victory parade route will not go past my office. I mean, what’s the point of having an office window facing Broadway if the festivities stop a few blocks south of it? Still, I think I’ll survive. ^_^

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