Another Sunday, another painful loss. More kicking nightmares. The life of a Minnesota Vikings fan is tough sledding. My favorite thing about the west coast kick-off times as a Brit? I go straight to bed when the games are done. No time to get emotional and to rant and rave. Which I don’t blame anyone for doing last night. It was an all too familiar gut-wrenching experience.
Waking up this morning and looking back on the game objectively, there were some positives to take from the game. I should be sitting here now talking about a 2-0 start, with back-to-back home games on the horizon.