I remember that day like it was just yesterday. I was watching the game at home with my wife and I was pretty down that the Falcons were up 28-3 in the third. My wife tells me to just turn it off because the Falcons are most likely going to win. I look her dead in her eyes and tell her “babe, it ain’t over until it’s over”. At this point I’ve already had quite a few beers in me as the comeback began and unfortunately for my wife I became a loud obnoxious Pats fan throughout the rest of the game. It honestly felt almost as good as the Saints winning the Super Bowl and it wouldn’t have felt that good without the epic meltdown. Great memories!