Sunday November 14th 2010. I went to a TiCats game. I brought my wife three friends and my son.
Three Jerks and a Squirt.
There were Four Jerks.
The Argos the ruined the game for me that day. Wanna know whats worse? I ruined it for somebody else.
I owe the lady behind me an apology. I'm too passionate about football and for that, the casual fan suffers. On November 14th a middle aged woman with an ample bottom left IWS not because she was trying to beat the rush home, but because she'd had enough of me and mine.
It wasn't my responsibily to see to it she had a good time. I was busy trying to make sure my friends had a good time. But it was my responsibility, as another poster said it best, to see to it that I wasn't the reason she didn't. And in that regard, I failed. Miserably. I'm the reason she won't be back next year at all.
I will do better. I will awaken and arise, or I will be forever fallen.