Similar experience this weekend...
After having a little too much to drink on Saturday and a seafood salad for dinner, I was looking for some much needed hydration Sunday morning while in dire straights. My wife accidentally brought me a Lemon Lime Gatorade from CVS (instead of Powerade... don't worry, we start counseling on Monday), which I unfortunately started drinking without noticing her error. Almost immediately after having that crap touch my lips, my stomach recoiled. I sprinted to my bathroom to vomit, but afterwards, when I looked down into the toilet bowl, I saw what was very clearly the shape of a dead barf-gator in the water. When I turned to the sink to wash up, the clock in the bathroom was incorrectly blinking 17:13.
There is only one way to interpret this sequence of events: a 17-13 Canes victory.