The San Diego Chargers just beat the Kansas City Chiefs, 22-21.
Did I mention the Chiefs were ahead 21-10 with only 73 seconds left in the game?
Um, yeah... I don't care who you are, that should constitute a "wow" from anybody.
I must admit, by the time the Chiefs went up 21-3 in the third quarter, I quit paying very close attention to the game. I'm a ridiculously avid Chargers fan, and I couldn't stomach another heart-breaking loss... particularly a loss that would officially eliminate the Chargers from playoff contention (they're not likely to make it anyway, but when something negative becomes "official" from "probably," one still tends to feel that weakness in one's stomach).
But, somehow, some way, the Chargers pulled it off.
With 73 seconds left in the game, Philip Rivers threw a four-yard touchdown pass to underrated WR wonder Malcom Floyd. Naturally, the Chargers failed on the ensuing two-point conversion.
Still, the Chargers were then only down 21-16, and lined up for an onside kick. Which, naturally, was caught by a Kansas City Chief.
Only, wow, the Chargers managed to knock the ball loose and, wow, recovered it.
And then, wow, drove down the field and, wow, Philip Rivers connected with Vincent Jackson on a 10-yard pass for a touchdown. Naturally, the Chargers failed on the ensuing two-point conversion.
Still, wow, Chargers up, 22-21.
But then things turned typical and the Chiefs drove down the field, almost into field goal range. Naturally, a Charger (rookie CB Antoine Cason), caused a defensive delay-of-game penalty and gave the Chiefs another five yards, plus another two seconds on the game clock, with which to attempt a 50-yard field goal.
And the Chiefs missed.
Holy shit and wow.
Now all that needs to happen is for the Denver Broncos to lose to the Carolina Panthers.
Two wows in one day might be too much to ask for, but I've got my fingers crossed.