What, Me Worry?
or: Sing, Fat Lady, Sing
I wasn't worried for a minute. I was too terrified to be worried. At the two minute warning, the Chiefs have the lead 26-21. With 1:54 on the clock, the Bills take the lead 29-26. Bills win.
But, wait... with 1:12 remaining the Chiefs re-take the lead 33-29. Chiefs win.
But, wait... with 0:13 remaining the Bills re-take the lead again for certain victory.
But, wait... with no time left on the clock, the Chiefs tie the game. We're goin' to overtime!
At this point, Jeff Allen makes his only mistake of the game when he guesses wrong on the coin flip. Chiefs will receive. Over the next eight plays the Chiefs matriculate down the field and score. Sudden Death! This time the Bills aren't only merely dead, they're really most sincerely dead.
Good triumphs over evil, darkness is banished and, for at least the next week, all is right with the world.
How 'bout those... CHIEEEEEFSSS!
On to Cincinnati (as it were)
Happy Trails
Smitty