Have a fun and reasonably safe New Year’s celebration everyone. Try not to punch any Packer fans. And try not to get carried away with the alcohol. You wouldn’t want to pass out for two days and miss the season finale on Sunday, would you? That’s a joke. Don’t let Jim Kleinsasser’s farewell game stop you from getting blind drunk. It’s your right as an American to annihilate yourself in celebration of a calendar date that has no actual meaning. Did you hear me people? It has no meaning! If you want to drink yourself into a stupor, drink yourself into a stupor. Why do you need an excuse?
And if you do get so drunk you’re unable to awaken in time for tomorrow’s game…don’t worry, you can always check The Viking Age to find out what happened. Rest assured I will be here, all miserable and hungover but ready to (however half-heartedly) cover a game no one wants to play in, watch or blog about. Don’t worry, 2012 will be better. We’ll have new players! Well, some new players. And maybe we won’t have to play in the Metrodome anymore. But probably we will.
Okay now I’m depressed. Save me, vodka.