NYG 23 GB 20 (sudden death overtime)

Frak (and in a good way).
I never saw this coming. After playing a bit of Universalis with the IndieGamers, I went over to My Friends the Olsons™ to watch the game, fully expecting my Giants to be sacrificial lambs for Favre and the Frozen Tundra.
Even after a 6-0 lead from my Giants, I figured GB was just waiting to dominate. After GB took a 7-6 lead, and a 10-6 lead, I was doom and gloom going into halftime.
The second half, the Packers were just a little flatter and the see saw battles was a wondrous thing to watch. 13-10 NY. 17-13 GB. 20-17 NYG. When GB tied the game at 20, and the Giants drove down for what would have been a winning FG at the end of regulation, I let myself believe for a few moments.
And when the Giants missed the FG and the game went into OT, I figured GB would right their ship and the Giants dream was over. And GB got the coin toss, and the ball, and started to drive…
And then the interception, and the Giants marched, I was on tenterhooks. The field goal was long and when it passed over the crossbar with yards to spare, I was deliriously happy.
And now the Giants face the Patriots, who they gave a run for the money at the end of the regular season. I don’t give the Giants much chance…but you really never know. I never thought they could beat the Cowboys, or the Packers.

Bobby Fischer, First U.S. World Chess Champion, Dies

Bobby Fischer, the first U.S.-born chess player to become world champion, died yesterday in Iceland of an unspecified illness, the country’s national radio said. He was 64, and had lived in secrecy and obscurity for decades.
Born in Chicago and raised in New York, Fischer became the youngest U.S. national champion by age 14 and a grandmaster a year later. In 1972, he defeated Russian champion Boris Spassky in a world championship match in Iceland at the height of the Cold War. The game became known as the “match of the century” and his win was a monumental event in a century which saw the sport dominated by Soviet players.
I was surprised to hear of his death, to say the least.
Sure, he clearly went around the bend in his final years with his anti-semitic rantings and strange habits. Still, in the realm of chess, his was a brilliance like a supernova.