On this, my 33rd birthday, I'd like to thank Wes Welker for the awesome touchdown celebration. I mean, how many chances does one get to make a snow angel after getting in the end zone? I'd also like to preemptively thank the weather gods for letting me make it back East tonight (please?). Also, thanks to all who have called and sent cards and good wishes, and to J.R. for going out in the snow to get me Taco Bell.
Update: Fuck the weather. But thank you, Southwest. Also, thanks, Lady Vols, for the upset. You know how I dig 'em.
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