We have been invited over to some friends’ house to watch the game tonight. Good people, not gigantic sports fans.
These good people have never seen me in such a situation. They have only seen me as a nice, good, reasonable and funny guy that is great at parties.
I will absolutely be a Tasmanian devil of hope, nerves, terror and screaming tonight watching this game and I know it will embarrass the hell out of my wife and, after the game, me
Do I take the cowards way out and decline or just go over there and Leeroy Jenkins this shit and hope they find it endearing rather than deal-breaking.
