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Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. I don’t know why, but I was in a bad ****ing mood all day before the game even started. My 4 year old, who was wearing a Mahomes MVP shirt, announced at lunch that he doesn’t like football or the chiefs! I yelled what?!? My 12 year old laughed harder than anything he’s ever laughed at before. I have since disowned both.
The game starts, and it’s the worst possible start in NFL history. After we were down 14-0, I go to get my first beer outta the basement fridge. Some little shit left the fridge door open and all my beer was warm. OMG I was livid, I yelled at the wife and blamed her, she threw a kid under the bus, and in seconds it’s 21-0. JFC! I’m about to have an aneurism. When it was 21-0 and on 3rd down we threw the deep pass to Hill and he gets murdered and they don’t throw a flag and he’s lying on the field hurt, I just shut the tv off. Wife and I were already mad at each other. I went upstairs to take a nap. Lying in bed I could feel my blood pressure skyrocketing. I can’t sleep. I turn the tv back on and it’s 24-7 and the rest is history. Forgive me.
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