...in this case of course it is yours truly, the affable, friendly, non-violent Loyal.
First bar, where I usually go for the games when not at home. Guy wants $5 cover because the UCF pay per view fight is on. I'm thinking Geezus, at that moment you have Alabama, Oklahoma, Oregon, mutts all playing with our Cougs on in 10 minutes, and the place is full of guys waiting for UCF. Or MMA or whatever. Soccer maybe
. But there was one tv that would have the Cougs. So I say thanks, I'll go elsewhere.
Second bar, my backup place. Some Cougs in there, game coming on the big screen (with some sound), So I'm set. Second half, I decided to stay rather than go home for the 2nd half like I often do because the excitement/stress gets too much. So early in, it was 10-10 or 13-10 or whatever. This table of semi-drunks dudes start cheering for Cal after a big Cal play, basically right in the back of my head. One in particular. These guys had no affinity to any team - just being jerks to us Cougs.
My blood pressure was already sky-high, and so despite my peaceful nature got in his face and inquired as to his university. Was it Cal? Was he from California? No and no. So I start to explain my Coug heritage and why this game is not funny, it is like life or death for us every Saturday and he and his friends are not funny. About that time his pals, one of them a fat Samoan, started getting interested.
Long story short - I was seconds away from a bad situation, and being half lit up in more than one way, it would have been ugly. Bartenders intervened and started to throw their whole crew out. They mellowed out and apologized and didn't say another word. Except the fat samoan later and I think he did get thrown out.
People just don't get it. Well because it's a Coug thing - they don't understand. Like the girlfriend of one of the Cougs. She was wearing a hat and rooting (sort of). But she freely admits that she just doesn't understand.
Neither did these guys. Thank Gawdner we won.
First bar, where I usually go for the games when not at home. Guy wants $5 cover because the UCF pay per view fight is on. I'm thinking Geezus, at that moment you have Alabama, Oklahoma, Oregon, mutts all playing with our Cougs on in 10 minutes, and the place is full of guys waiting for UCF. Or MMA or whatever. Soccer maybe
Second bar, my backup place. Some Cougs in there, game coming on the big screen (with some sound), So I'm set. Second half, I decided to stay rather than go home for the 2nd half like I often do because the excitement/stress gets too much. So early in, it was 10-10 or 13-10 or whatever. This table of semi-drunks dudes start cheering for Cal after a big Cal play, basically right in the back of my head. One in particular. These guys had no affinity to any team - just being jerks to us Cougs.
My blood pressure was already sky-high, and so despite my peaceful nature got in his face and inquired as to his university. Was it Cal? Was he from California? No and no. So I start to explain my Coug heritage and why this game is not funny, it is like life or death for us every Saturday and he and his friends are not funny. About that time his pals, one of them a fat Samoan, started getting interested.
Long story short - I was seconds away from a bad situation, and being half lit up in more than one way, it would have been ugly. Bartenders intervened and started to throw their whole crew out. They mellowed out and apologized and didn't say another word. Except the fat samoan later and I think he did get thrown out.
People just don't get it. Well because it's a Coug thing - they don't understand. Like the girlfriend of one of the Cougs. She was wearing a hat and rooting (sort of). But she freely admits that she just doesn't understand.
Neither did these guys. Thank Gawdner we won.