Yeah, that one too. I remember watching that game from a sports bar in Frankfurt, Germany. What a crushing disappointment that was. Thankfully, watching Super Bowl XLV the following year with Rockmolder from a bar in Gronigen in the Netherlands helped make up for the heartbreak. Though every time I go back and watch that game, I'm reminded all over again what a sloppy, back-and-forth affair it really was. When the final gun went off, I was so spent that I didn't even have the emotional energy to raise a glass in celebration. I just went to bed.
Originally Posted by: Nonstopdrivel