So I’m sitting around the house Monday night, nearly falling asleep to some classic football game on NFL network, and I look up at the clock, and it’s 8:55.  WTF, let’s go play the MATH.

Numb Jr. was in bed, and Mrs. Numb wouldn’t be back for about an hour, so why not.



Granted, it was a miniscule field, but a win is a win.