I was so excited last night. I feel awful for the people in LA (hopefully the silver lining here is that they got some temporary joy out of last night), but man it lined up for me. Unexpectedly got to see my first Vikings playoff game as it lined up with location and work schedule, got good seats for reasonable price, no issues getting to and from the game, a likeable team who unexpectedly overachieved, stadium full of at least 75% Vikings fans so it felt like a home game and... just lackluster play. So anticlimactic.
This one doesn't hurt as much as 98 or 09 in terms of like a gut punch, but I can't help but feel somewhat depressed/disappointed even as I woke up this morning. Just a completely different team the last two weeks. It's like dating a girl you really like then she turns into a maniac and you get to experience the couple weeks of disappointment, frustration, and fear and keep wondering whether this is some alternate reality.