Guest post: Rocket wants to feel your Vikings pain
Posted on December 29th, 2006 – 9:18 AMBy Michael Rand
We have to admit: We were a little nervous about this whole guest post concept for the Commenter Of the Week (COW) when we first decided to give it a whirl. But it just might work out. Rocket has met the submission deadline, and he has given you a reason, for a second consecutive day here at RandBall, to get completely worked up about the Vikings. Here are his words:
Clearly yesterday’s discussion revealed a schism in Vikings fandom as it concerns the team and its leadership. While differences continue to exist among Vikings fans everywhere, this is not a time for division and anger. As a new year approaches, this should be a time for unity and renewal. And the one thing all Vikings fans can agree upon is that this team ruthlessly, ceaselessly and outrageously breaks our hearts every stinking year.
While the heartbreak is an annual event, some years are worse than others. Apparently, this has been a particularly difficult year for many fans. However, I submit that each one of us has one particular game that stands out above the rest as the one time the Vikings managed to most brutally rip your heart out of your chest and show it to you as another Vikings game painfully died in defeat.
The game that sticks out in my mind is the 1987 NFC Championship game. Because of scab players, a good Vikings team managed to only barely sneak into the playoffs. I was 12 back then and at a pivotal moment. I was ready to give up on the Vikings before they made their magical run. Had they been decent enough to lose to New Orleans or San Francisco, I might have been able to write them off forever. But they didn’t, and when Darrin Nelson dropped that pass against Washington, I dropped to the floor of my grandparents’ living room and almost started to cry.
So that’s my story. What about you, other Vikings fans? Despite (or perhaps because of?) some serious quirkiness among you all — Local Quipster’s right-wing rantings, SuperRookie’s slightly disturbing devotion, and Sassbottom’s clear hatred of his life come to mind — I am really curious. How did the Vikings break your heart?


