I bought two different strengths of beer. Light beer, because I was starting to believe in the team, and ice beer, because I've lived in Atlanta all my life and, lets face it, the Braves blew it all but once, and the Falcons sucked every other year for 50 years. About halfway through the fourth quarter I gave up on the light beer and started pounding Milwaukee's Best Ice, but I still remember everything up to the overtime coin toss, which is when I knew it was over. No defense can play that hard for that long. I honestly think if Alford doesn't get the pick 6, the offense stays in rhythm, the D gets a breather, and we win the game.