I just remember sitting there in disbelief, watching the Kearse catch, thinking not again...in the same damn spot, this is the 3rd Superbowl we are going to lose on some ridiculous, fluky catch. Then Hightower stuffed the run, and you could see the confusion with the Seahawks on the field. And I was yelling, call the timeout, why isn't he calling the timeout...call the f*cking timeout. But then the camera panned to BB and he was just staring across the field and I said, "he knows something. He's going to let them play". Then Butler undercut the route and just crushed Kearse. Kearse didn't know what hit him, he just was flying through the air, the look on his face was priceless. Like I was supposed to be the Superbowl hero. At first he just thought the ball was deflected, but then he saw Butler on the ground with the ball in his hands and his soul died a little bit. You could see him deflate, live on TV. By that time I was out of my seat screaming, "he picked the f*cking ball", jumping up and down. It was an awesome moment.