“Maybe you shouldn’t watch Ravens games at my house anymore,” my girlfriend told me Monday morning.
Let’s just say she isn’t too happy with me after my antics on Sunday … and rightfully so.
For starters, I missed the second half of her family’s Canadian Thanksgiving brunch after sneaking off and trying to stream the first quarter of the game using her phone and data plan. The car ride home was a bad look for me also. Muttering swear words, grunting and slapping of the knees is not meant for a packed car ride with most of your girlfriend’s relatives.