I would just come right out and say I hate sports, but that’s an oversimplification. And it’s not entirely true. I hate losing. More accurately, I hate to see people winning who aren’t me. And having to watch the winners brag and scream and yell and jump for joy and do their little stupid dance and get everyone around them doing shots and skip work for the parade and post all the pictures on Facebook and replay every little detail over and over like you both didn’t just see it happen right before your eyes just a minute ago... just in case I might forget that yes, you’re the winner. And I’m the loser. Because God forbid I should ever ... more
