It wasn't necessarily a choke but...
Sven is curled in a ball on his couch, sobbing into his knees. He chucks his remote at the tv and continues his bad mood. The New Orleans Saints beat the Vikings 31-28, and it was neck and neck throughout the game...but sadly this wasn't enough.
"I hope Eli kicks yer ass you bastards!"
He manages to blurt out between small sobs, taking a giant hand full of BBQ flavored corn nuts and cramming them into his mouth. He's probably going to need some therapy or at least some minor coddling.
"I hope Eli kicks yer ass you bastards!"
He manages to blurt out between small sobs, taking a giant hand full of BBQ flavored corn nuts and cramming them into his mouth. He's probably going to need some therapy or at least some minor coddling.