Giants beat the Falcons. In overtime. 34 - 31. On a 36-yard field goal by Lawrence Tynes.
If the Giants had lost (and frankly, they should have clobbered the Falcons -- but their defense has been AWOL the last four or five games), the game would have sucked. But the Giants won. Hurrah. And we enjoyed our time at The Moose, as well as our hamburgers and fries, which were suprisingly good, though the Canadian beer was not.
We now resume our regularly scheduled Parisian vacation. (Cruised the Seine on a Bateaux-Mouches yesterday and walked around the sixth arrondissement, where we are staying. Went to the organic outdoor market and to Montmartre today. And are heading to the Louvre, the Eiffel Tower, and chez Little Miss Cupcake demain.)
Au revoir, mes amis. A bientot....
P.S. As I type this, the spouse is trying to see if he can find the New York Jets vs. New England Patriots game, but I'm not holding out much hope.
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Yay Giants! Sounds like a perfect trip so far...
It's been really lovely, EMM. And I forgot to mention (though I just added it in) that we are having dinner with Little Miss Cupcake tomorrow night, who will be whipping up a special batch of cupcakes in our honor. Then Tuesday we are spending the day at Versailles. :-)
Re Jets: WOULD WEEB WEEP?
You're in luck - Versailles has DirecTV!
Happy Thanksgiving!
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