drunks... sigh...

So here's an amusing story from tonight:

At the bar where I work, the staff has to wear either a shirt with the bar logo on it or (on game days) we can wear sports shirts. Today Michigan State played Ohio State, the #1 ranked team. Now, MSU doesn't have the best record, and frankly, we don't EXPECT them to win. Which is why it's so much fun to be a SPARTAN, because when they DO win, it's awesome. And everyone likes rooting for the underdog!

So today I wore a Spartan t-shirt to work. MSU played at 3:30, U of M played at night.

Some drunk U of M fan (they don't need to be drunk to be arrogant assholes, it just makes them louder and stupider) started screaming at me in the middle of the U of M game, from at least 15 feet away:

"OOOooooh! A STATE fan! THAT MUST SUCK! You guys got your ASSES kicked today! OHIO STATE BEAT YOUR ASSES! HOW EMBARRASSING!" etc etc etc

At which point I walked over to him and replied, in a calm and collected tone of voice only loud enough for him and his friends to hear:

"Actually, the final score was 17-24. Which means that we got in SEVENTEEN points against the number one team. No, we didn't win, but we put up a good fight. What's really embarrassing is walking around like your team is made of Gods season after season, and then losing to a double A team. At home."

His buddies couldn't stop laughing, and it turns out one of them was a Spartan, too, 'cause he left me his phone number with a note that said that he owed me a drink for putting his buddy in line.

It felt good, I'm not gonna lie.

I can't wait for November 3rd. GO SPARTANS! (Oh, and GO APPALACHIAN STATE!)