It was a good game, stayed till the final 4th down. God Boller sucks, Ravens D gave him two shots to get into field goal range, and he was sacked in each drive. The man reads the blitz about as good as Skywalker is with the ladies. Of course it could have something to do with his go to guy Heap out, if you can even call him a go to guy.
And of course I get stuck behind the biggest A.Hole Chiefs fan AGAIN, out of our whole section he's the biggest prick, yelling and spilling beer everywhere whenever the Chiefs would remotely do something good. That was the first quarter, and I would be damned if this guy was going to do that for the rest of the game. After the Chiefs scored their first TD, I felt some beer sprayed on my the back of my head and shirt, and it was the second time he'd done it. I turned around and said:
Me: IF YOU FCKING SPILL BEER ON ME ONE MORE TIME I'M GOING TO LOSE IT. I PAID GOOD FCKING MONEY FOR THESE SEATS, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?? DID I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR???
Him: Uh uh uh yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it won't happen again. But you shouldn't get so mad because my team just scored. I'm sorry.
Me: I could give 2 shts about your winless, pathetic team. My team's 4-0, but I came here to enjoy a football game and root for the Ravens to put the final nail in your fcking team's coffin.
Him: Whatever man.
Me: No, FCK YOU.
And he barely made a peep the rest of the game. It's a shame they let fans into the game like this POS. I'm normally pretty calm and collected, but getting beer spilled on me is where I draw the line. All fans should be required to wear a nametag with their IQ on it, where every 30 pts = 1 beer. Guaranteed this punk would have been limited to 3 max.