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Well the NCAA Mens 2008 Tournament came to a close last night, and I'll be damned if we actually got to see a good game. The Final Four ended up being extremely disappointing. You'd think that 4 number 1 seeds would put on a good show, but it looked more like a varsity team beating up on the junior varsity team. No bueno.
So I was watching the game last night with the girlfriend and her roommates. Now this is a great story so stay with me. While helping Mer make dinner, one of the roommates was telling a story of her douche bag boyfriend who cheated on her over the past weekend. Keep in mind this is the first time that I've hung out with the roommates so I'm keeping my mouth shut and just listening. Fly on the wall sort of thing. So she's telling her roommates of the phone conversation that she's just had with Tim, or Todd, or whatever the fuck his name was. And she's going into details about all sorts of things that were just over my head, since I don't know either the roommate or the dirt bag ex-boyfriend. So I'm doing dishes and constantly filling up wine glasses, because that's just what I was doing. Okay so me in kitchen, girls on couch drinking wine, with the NCAA Championship game going on in the background. Got a good picture in your head? Good
So as the story continues the game begins and this is when the story gets good. Her ass clown ex-beau has Memphis winning the whole thing. So naturally, the scorned girlfriend is cheering for Kansas like a mad woman. Now I've successfully filled up the wine glasses enough were the other girls are into the game as well and cheering for Kansas to show their roommate support. Now if you saw the game, then you'll know Kansas was down, Memphis was missing free throws, and in the closing seconds Kansas shoots a terrific 3 pointer to send the game to overtime. You would have thought that we were sitting in Lawrence, Kansas long time Jay hawk fans the way these girls were cheering and freaking out in general. It was probably the most fun I've ever had watching a sporting event.
Overtime starts, wine glasses are topped off, girls sitting on the edge of their seats, and Kansas kicking ass and taking names. Now I took a few moments, during timeouts and what not, to take in the face of the scorned girlfriend. Priceless. I could almost read her mind. "You fucking ass hole. You're team is losing and God is granting me vengeance." With that evil sinister Lex Luthor sort of laugh I'm sure. All the while talking about how during overtime she should call her ex and continue the conversation about their relationship just so he couldn't watch the game. It was pure evil and pure genius.
Men gather round here and listen to me carefully. For the love of god we're all screw ups and bound to piss off our wives, girlfriends, lovers just because that's what we do and we do it quite well. For those of you that are avid sports lovers and support your teams to the end of the earth, hear me well. When your team really needs that win, make sure your woman is happy. God doesn't listen to any of my prayers, but she definitely listens to women when they ask for a sports disaster. I think that's probably why the Av's missed the playoffs by 1 point last year. This year, woman happy, Av's in playoffs.
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1 comment:
nice. very nice.
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