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In regards to your question, that info-graphic was merely stating the current situation of which team had the leverage, and their current goalNFL rules dictate that at the conclusion of regular time there ensues a Overtime period that is “Sudden-Death” meaning that if the team to possess first, scores a touchdown, the game is over and the opposing team has suffered a “Sudden-Death”. Had the Atlanta Falcons won the coin toss, it would have been the TCB Elvis Presley 3D Ugly Sweater same info-graphic but with the Falcons in lieu of the Patriots. It did not magically foresee the outcome it was merely revealing to the layman football fan, what the situation was at that moment and what the “Offense” was attempting to do at that very moment. All helpful tidbits for casual football fans.

Do it because it sucks putting up Christmas decorations. It sucks putting up the tree, untangling all the lights, getting all that crap out of TCB Elvis Presley 3D Ugly Sweater storage and tossing around with meaningless baubles like each placement is life-or-death perfectionist fun. And we want to get the most out of that effort. Depending on how many “helpers” I have, it can take one to four hours just putting up the tree. (It’s frealistic, over two metres tall, and has individual coded branches.) The more helpers, the longer it takes. And it’s hot where we live. By the end I’m peed off, drenched, covered in sweat, and I haven’t even done the lights yet. Which are tangled to f*&#. Then the kids pull out all the decorations and place them random patchy over the lower sections of the tree, despite encouragement to maybe spread them around (and make it look goodish). So I wait for them to go to school the next day and redo all the decorations. It’s basically a couple days work for all the Chrissy dex.