Countdown to Playoffs: 2 Days

I hope the Bucs are composed, because I’m sure not. I wake up everyday asking the world, “Is is Sunday yet?” Everytime I think about it, my palms get sweaty, as I anticipate what is to come, while trying to erase the nightmares of the 2005 postseason. I don’t want to break down the Giants and do a bunch of boring numbers and stats, I just want to talk about my team. Even though my site is being plagued by smart-ass Giants fans, I will remain positive about this Sunday.

Is is Sunday yet? I shall keep myself busy on Saturday with College Bowl games and the two wild card games. Sunday shall only be 24 hours away from then. I almost want to sleep until noon, so I don’t have to wait for gametime. Time seems to move slow in the most anticipated times. I know the odds are against the Bucs, but that doesn’t stop me from believing. That doesn’t stop me from hoping. More improbable things have happened.

This waiting is killing me.