I am very fortunate I am still allowed at Buffalo Wild Wings Zona Rosa today. The display I put on yesterday was beyond embarrassing, and I really embarrassed a heck of a lot of people who like me.
Liz upbraided me for what happened yesterday, even though she wasn’t there. She had to. It had to be done, or (a) I would have continued my self-destructive ways, (b) I would have been banned, and (c) she would not want to be my friend anymore. If I got banned, a lot of other people would be sad,because they would not see me anymore, and I don’t want that to happen.
Yesterday brings me back to a chilling episode from a 2003 LSU baseball game. LSU was playing Auburn on Mother’s Day in the home finale, and LSU needed to win that day to claim the Southeastern Conference championships. LSU had already won big in the first two games of the series, and I was hoping the Bayou Bengals would clinch it right there, because I was deathly afraid LSU would find a way to blow on the final weekend of the regular season when it went to Arkansas.
Well, Auburn took a big lead early, and I lost my marbles.I got belligerent, and my tantrum was heard by everyone listening to Auburn’s radio broadcast .If Rod Bramblett, Auburn’s play-by-play man, wanted to turn around and strangle me, I would not have blamed him. After the game, Bill Franques, LSU’s longtime baseball publicist, was angrier at me than he’s ever been, and he had good right to be. If he wanted to strangle me, I would have let him.
LSU ended up winning two of three the next weekend at Arkansas and the SEC title. Unfortunately, I had another meltdown at the College World Series the next month because of a harassing phone call from Baton Rouge during LSU’s game vs. South Carolina.
I have to take a good, long look at myself when I go back to Russell. I have to make changes to ensure this doesn’t happen again, either at Buffalo Wild Wings or anywhere else.
When I saw RONDO show up just before 3, I made the decision to let him play Buzztime trivia by himself. So far, he’s beaten nobody in four games. If I would have been smart enough not to play him yesterday, none of this happens. He’s still playing, and I am still letting him fly solo. Once he leaves, I’ll jump back in. But not until then.
I will drive back to Russell tonight. It’s not like driving at night is a big deal. Then again, Interstate 70 is a lot easier than US 281 after dusk.
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