Always starts the same, college gameday and hangover cure food....Plan of attack for the KU and Irish games, if I am at one or the other, receive texts or listen to other if on at the same time. Watch both games while drinking many busch lights/guiness', two wins are followed by many more beers and partying w/ wife/friends, a split equals a beer/booze combo and a constant up/down cycle of happiness and anger, two losses equals me in my underwear jameson/water in hand on my couch answering my cell phone saying, "I know it's just a game, involving teams I don't play for, but I am not going out." In all seriousness during the "bush-push" game (cocksucker), I was at home watching it w/ just my wife, not even my fellow psycho bro came over. About half way through the first quarter she comes in and asks me if I am alright, and I was like ya babe I'm cool, we came to play, I look up at her and she is staring in disbelief at our living room table that has 6 empty beer cans and an opened one sitting on a coaster, my dog is hiding behind her and looking at me between her legs....I told her I was sorry and I would tone it down, after they converted that miracle 4th down pass to get down close, I think she was pretty sure I was going to commit suicide by consumption, I don't really remember what happened after that.....god I can't wait until September!
