I started watching the Giants-Rams game today with SteelyKid on my lap. The Giants marched right down the field, and scored a touchdown, and seemed to have the game well in hand. It was lunchtime, though, so Kate took SteelyKid upstairs, and the Giant offense sputtered after that, producing only two field goals.
In the third quarter, I went upstairs and retrieved SteelyKid, and resumed watching with her in my lap. After I brought her back downstairs, the Giants outscored the Rams 28-7, including an interception run back for a touchdown by defensive end Justin Tuck.
The conclusion is obvious to any sports fan. I know how I'll be watching the rest of the season.
SteelyKid says "Yay, Giants!":
(OK, that's actually a picture of my mom holding SteelyKid a few days ago, not anything related to this afternoon's game. It is, however, the best picture we have of her smiling, and I was getting a lot of smiles and happy burbling noises in the third quarter...)
Thanks, I have that game recorded on Tivo. Try and avoid sports news so I won't know the score when I watch.
Oh well.