Victoria why didn't you send me this.
Man walks into a bar, /b/. Sits down at the counter and orders a beer. He doesn't really say much for a while, but he sits there and drinks his beer. Orders another one, sits and drinks. Now this goes on for quite a while, but he doesn't bother anyone so no one really cares. After about an hour, he starts to burst into tears. No one really wants to deal with a crying man, so they don't bother, but after a while it gets annoying. One guy, tough man, gets up and says "Hey, you wanna shut the fuck up, man?!" Man just goes on crying into his glass. This pisses off the tough guy so he grabs him by the collar and gets ready to kick his ass. The bartender steps in. "Hey, Let him go or you're both out of here." the big man complies and during this, the other guy stopped his wailing. They both take back their seats. The bartender looks over to him and says "Now, what's aching ya, buddy?" The man looks up, eyes red and takes a breath. "My wife left me this morning. She said that after I lost my job, She needed someone who could provide. Took the kids and everything and left." Bartender understands, but tries to reassure the man either way. "Well, cmon now. Plenty of fish in the sea. At least you got rid o' them damn kids, eh? He he he-" "You don't understand! They were everything and now they're gone! I need one more beer. One LAST beer. Then I'm going to take my car and drive it off the nearest cliff." The bartender sees that this man is not joking but he's willing to at least give an attempt to save him. "Well, even if your wife up and left and took the kids and house, there's still something you haven't lost." Man looks up and says "Yeah, what?"
Bartender looks at him and says, "The game."