Wake up at 10:15, sweaty and hungover. Shave, shower, shit, in that order. Yell at my wife for not having breakfast ready. Start the coffee. Folgers black. Shit again.
Morning cig. Hint of a crisp breeze in the air blowing through my stained wifebeater. Three Bud Heavies. Realize I don't have enough of them to get me through the Rutgers @ Northwestern 11:00 banger. But then again this game could decide who clinches 12th place in the conference so I definitely don't want to miss it.
5 minutes to kickoff. Anticipation is through the roof. Run out of beer. Kids screaming. Neighbor starts mowing. Wife gets back from Starbucks with a pumpkin spice latte and decides she wants to go to the pumpkin patch.
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