The official attendance for the Vikings' opener Sunday: 56,607. Which means at least 50,000 people wandered into downtown Minneapolis in the late afternoon still in a daze and struggling to comprehend what all had happened.
Some left prematurely, shortly after Jacksonville receiver Cecil Shorts hauled in a 39-yard touchdown pass from Blaine Gabbert with 20 seconds left. After the two-point conversion, the Jaguars led 23-20 and the most impatient and cynical Vikings fans stomped out of Mall of America Field wondering why that bitter 2011 aftertaste was still lingering.
Another blown lead late?
Another home loss?
Was this yet another example of a bad team finding a new agonizing way to lose?
But then something crazy happened. Many things actually. And after Sunday's final play -- a wobbly Gabbert incompletion in overtime -- the Vikings had somehow stolen a 26-23 victory.
Just like that, a wave of euphoria washed away most of the displeasure.
It was that kind of unbelievable afternoon. So unbelievable, in fact, that the Vikings' final 12 points came off the foot of their rookie kicker, Blair Walsh, a calm and confident 22-year-old whose selection in the sixth round of April's draft raised a few eyebrows at the time.