Yes, I feel dirty for having rooted for Indy tonight and I need to take a shower - but it's a small price to pay. It's a Christmas Miracle!
Those penalties at the end of the game are going to be beaten to death, resurrected, and then beaten to death again this week. You know what? I don't care. I don't care how bogus all those penalties were. I don't care that I was jumping up and down like an idiot as the Patriots' biggest rival of the past decade put together a crazy last-minute drive on some calls that are the very definition of the league getting soft. I don't care about any of that. The only thing I care about is that all New England has to do on Sunday is beat the Miami Dolphins to lock up at least a 2 seed in the playoffs.
Looks like Santa got my letter after all. 1 down, 3 to go...