You expected Gary Anderson to trot to midfield, and miss a kick.
You expected Blair Walsh to show up, icicles dangling from his chin.
You expected Randall Cunningham to fumble, Drew Pearson to push off, Denny Green to order a kneel-down, and Naufahu Tahi to join the huddle as the 12th man.
The Minnesota Vikings reportedly won a football game on Thursday night at U.S. Bank Stadium. At the end of a bizarre night, a football fell to purple turf and the scoreboard read Vikings 36, Steelers 28.
When Vikings safeties Xavier Woods and Harrison Smith crunched Steelers tight end Pat Freiermuth in the end zone, causing an incompletion on the last play of the game, the Vikings had … won?
Is that what it's called when you try to blow a 29-point lead late in the third quarter and hold on only because an opponent couldn't?
In mathematical terms, the Vikings salvaged their playoff hopes.
In emotional terms, they left little doubt that this team is missing something vital, something usually described in cliched terms. Heart. Guts. Leadership. Killer instinct. Football smarts.