I stopped watching after Hansen fumbled in the 2nd quarter. At that point, I knew that if I kept watching, something bad would happen and that I'd go off on a profanity laden tirade in front of my daughter. I didn't want that to happen. Luckily, I wasn't even watching when Cody came in the game. If I had been, it's entirely possible that my television set would be lying on the floor in about 2 million pieces and my wife would be calling a divorce attorney.