Today (yesterday) at the Jaguars game!

[ms_pacman]

The weather feels so good, and yes I realize it's very late, and yes I realize that my last post indicated that I would not update anymore, but I guess I changed my mind. I went to the Jaguars game today, and got really rowdy. Caleb and I were screaming at the top of our lungs in support of our team. There were four Cleveland Brown fans in front of us, but they were dressed like they just went golfing or something. They wearing the wrong football attire (the right attire being a shirt, or hat, or something with the team you are rooting for on it) and they were not cheering at all. One of them was playing Sudoku! During a football game! We kept repeating things like "Cleveland browns? More like the Cleveland turds! or More like the Cleveland steamers! or More like the Cleveland shits!" We were being completely obnoxious, but that is the point of a football game. You're supposed to be loud and obnoxious, because you want the visiting team, especially their fans, to know that we support or team. And the best way to show that you support your team is by screaming like a jackass. It got to the point where one of the guys turned around and said "Do you have to scream so loud? You're being an asshole!" And I replied "You're being an asshole!" And then he came back at me with "No, you're being an asshole!" Then I said "No! You're being an asshole!" It was highly repetitive and exhilarating. A few minutes later, I saw that he was eating a hot dog and there was only a bite left. So I turned to Caleb and said "Do you dare me to ask him if I can have a bite of his hot dog?" And Caleb sat and thought about it and then said "yes!" So I tapped him on the shoulder and said "Hey, can I have a bite of your hot dog?" And he said "Sure!" and immediately threw the remaining bite of hot dog at me. I picked it up and threw it back at him, and hit him on the back of his head. Shortly after that Caleb and I decided we should probably get out of there, because someone was probably going to complain. The Jaguars pretty much lost a that point anyway.

I don't think there's a moral to this story. It's just a funny thing that happened today while Caleb and I were drunk, and being assholes, at a football game.