Sorry all. Between a couple of nasty thunderstorms, a brief period of no power and then the disappearance of Comcast off my satellite (the dish needed the snow cleaned off), it was like I wasn't supposed to watch the second half of the game or something. And, to add insult to injury, I tripped over a branch under the snow and twisted my ankle. Not too badly but enough so that I swore profusely and am now sitting here in front of the woodstove with an icebag on it.
...sigh...