Hot Facetime On MNF Last Night

(I apologize if this belongs elsewhere; I've never posted something like this, nor do I recall viewing a thread that hosts this kind of content. Just move/merge it if need be)

So, yesterday was my birthday, and my friend got me a ticket to the game. With about 10mins left, my phone starts blowing up with people calling/texting me that they had just seen me on TV. At the time, I didn't care because it was crunchtime, and I was growing more and more nervous. But today I let it sink in, and I'm highly amused.

About 15 seconds in:
[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kQdUEG2KoQM[/YOUTUBE]

Hahaha. Just thought I'd try to lighten up the atmosphere around here because with each thread I read, my anger and depression only intensifies.

 

Haha yer intuition is solid.

 

Originally, 139 (or 149?) which is in the endzone. But, then I moved to the 40-yard-line with nothing but a railing separating me from the Baltimore sideline.

The way by which I was transplanted is actually kinda funny.

My friend who got me the ticket sits with a bunch of people that she knows in that section, one of whom is this older guy (like in his 70s). When he drinks, he usually drinks wine, but my friend is a partyer, so she had him taking shots while we were tailgating. The guy got hammered. It was so bad that I was concerned he wouldn't be allowed in because he was clearly fucked up to the point that we'd have to walk with him as if it was a scene in Weekend at Bernie's.

When we got to the seats, he threw up a little bit. So my friend's husband (who knows this guy and is friends with him) went to one of those Customer Service booths and complained that 'someone' had puked a few seats next to him and that he was pissed because he shelled out $ for PSLs/season tix and didn't wanna have to deal with that.

So I guess being that it was opening-night etc, the Customer Service people were like, "We're sorry, we'll make this up to you, here are some guest passes..." yadda yadda yadda.

So we traded in our tickets (which is why you see there's no ticket in that sleeve around my neck) and they slapped white, paper bracelets on our wrists which gave us access to (the handicap section, I believe) which is virtually on the field. Fold-out chairs. I was so close to the Ravens sideline that I yelled out something to Suggs and he acknowledged it and laughed. Haha good stuff.

 

Hahah fuck you.

And yes, I did. (is that where I should've posted this?)

 

:rofl: Oh ok, got'cha.

 

I'll tell you what.. I knew Raw Lewis was intense, but that was the closest I've ever been to him, and he's downright scary when roaming the sideline and interacting with teammates.