Dara and I went to the Bucs/Panthers game tonight in Charlotte. The Bucs got stomped. It was a great game until the fourth quarter. Let’s just say I was wearing a big red target with my Bucs jersey on in a sea of black and blue. I haven’t had that many intoxicated people yelling and screaming at me since…well…I’ve never had that many intoxicated people yelling and screaming at me.
One guy kept turning around and screaming at the top of his lungs at us. This is the same guy that celebrated a Panthers touchdown by pouring beer on himself. Not kidding. I’ve never been more happy to not be drunk than I was tonight.
Fun night. We’ll get ’em next time! Go Bucs.
