As I half-expected, Dallas managed to find a unique way to lose their wildcard playoff game. In the fourth quarter when the Cowboys had the lead, I mentioned to Carol that they needed a 25 point margin with less than 2 minutes to play before I'd feel safe.
Sure enough, we had a fumble go into the end zone which was initially ruled a touchdown for Seattle. Upon review the ruling was changed into a safety, making it a one-point game. If that wasn't wierd enough, Dallas managed to fumble the snap on a late gimme field goal attempt that might have given them the victory.
They had to work hard at it, but managed to give away the game. Not that it mattered much, since they haven't been playing like they should be in the playoffs anyway.
Then, in this morning's paper, I saw this article.
So what, you ask? We drive through that pass on our way to our annual ski trip. in a few weeks, in fact.
The thought of being swept off the road on one of those steep switchbacks and buried under a few tons of snow does NOT give me a warm, fuzzy feeling.
This line, especially: "Wynn said crews were probing the area for other vehicles but they believe all have been found."
They believe?? Small comfort.