Loudoun County sunk down a few inches about 7:30 last night, as jubilant, then disillusioned, then ultimately jubilant Redskins fans jumped about their living rooms.
I’ll admit, I was one of them.
Thank God for silly penalties. That potential game-tying field goal (which, let’s face it, would have meant certain defeat in OT) went from a 47-yard attempt to a 52-yard attempt, and yeah, it seemed to make all the difference. I’m no mathematician (wait, yes I am!), but I know that 52 is more than 47. And a kick that sails through at 47 yards hooks off the goalpost when it reaches 52.
Oh that was sweet.
I’m no mathematician (wait, yes I am) is just perfect!