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This post will explain why Tim Tebow is the chosen one.

The weekend continued to kinda suck as we still had no power this morning, so we went to Starbucks to figure out what time the soccer game was and to do things on our devices that require electricity to work.

We went to Buffalo Wild Wings to watch the final. While we were there, Garrett and I noticed that there was a “Heat Advisory” in effect for most of the nearby counties. We’ve determined that people in this area are wimps when it comes to weather. You all really need something on your TV to warn you “hmmmm it’s kinda hot outside”, and it’s only like 93 degrees outside? I’m so appalled. That’s a nice afternoon where I’m from, but here people are trippin’ over 93 degrees? You know what this is? Ridiculous.

After watching the game (pretty close, wasn’t it?), we decided to go downtown to check the festival.

*The first quarter; only about 2 first downs have been gained by the offense*

On the way there, we saw an old black man riding a bike and some white people in a van have an interesting exchange of words. I wasn’t able to hear every word clearly but I’ll let you figure out which is which. Particular words have been censored for younger audiences.

“*something something*, [African-American]!”

“[Screw] you, [female dog]!”

*That painful fumble in the middle of the 2^nd quarter that gets returned for a touchdown for the other team; the offense continues to look anemic*

As I shrunk and hid in my seat as we continued towards the festival, we found out that it was postponed for an incoming storm; we decide to go back home and come back later, but on the way home we run into this same exact storm. Similar to Friday’s storm, it was sorta windy and creepy but really short-lived, and after about 30 minutes it was nice and sunny outside again. I think people here just don’t know how to handle weather.

*It’s halftime; the game isn’t over but there’s nothing to suggest that Tebow will end up with a positive outcome*

When we went back to the festival, we kinda walked around but we weren’t interested in the music, so we explored to see if there was more “nice part of downtown Dayton”. It turns out there is; we walked down a few blocks where it was nice…

*Tebow’s starting to get in a rhythm in the 3^rd quarter*

…and then we randomly ran into this shirtless dude walking down the street, barking randomly…

*…stupid false start penalty…*

We returned home to find there was still no power, so we went to the residential services office to recharge our stuff. Suddenly, some dude introduces himself to us and informs us that there is power everywhere on campus. We immediately pack our stuff up and return back to our apartment.

*Tebow is lining up that 2 minute drill*

We return home to find our power back, and promptly watch episodes of HIMYM. Even though most of our day (and weekend) was kinda screwed by having no power, the day is saved, HIMYM is watched, our fridge doesn’t smell like the rotten milk that Garrett acknowledged was starting to smell bad yet put back in the fridge, and I still have that level 38 Lapras.

*Final victory on the 60 yard field goal*

QED