You know I am a misplaced Bucs fan. I now live in Redskins territory, so it was just luck that I had five native Tampans (this doesn't even include my husband or myself, we were both born in the midwest) in my living room on Sunday when Matt Bryant kicked that 62 year field goal in the last seconds of the game.
We were screaming so loud that my two year old son started crying. He didn't know what was going on.
Way to man up Matt. I know you haven't had the best season but if you are going to hit a big one, that was the time.
Yes, I realize that it should have never gotten that close. I don't know what happened to the defense in that last quarter. I also realize that the game should have never been that close in the first place (thanks Ronde) but it was still nice to see them pull out another big win.