I did a face plant on the carpet. I was devastated.
17 year old me was watching by myself in my dads' basement (true story). When Watts hit the J to take the lead on UW's final possession I jumped up and landed on a cup, twisting my ankle pretty good.
I was working at the Wallingford Boston Market and we all watched the game in the “kitchen”. I felt hollow inside after the shot. I filled that hollowness with a carver and some Mac and cheese. This was when I was still pursuing my education at SPU and before I made the career move to groceries.
I was working at the Wallingford Boston Market and we all watched the game in the “kitchen”. I felt hollow inside after the shot. I filled that hollowness with a carver and some Mac and cheese. This was when I was still pursuing my education at SPU and before I made the career move to groceries.
I was working at the Wallingford Boston Market and we all watched the game in the “kitchen”. I felt hollow inside after the shot. I filled that hollowness with a carver and some Mac and cheese. This was when I was still pursuing my education at SPU and before I made the career move to groceries.
I was working at the Wallingford Boston Market and we all watched the game in the “kitchen”. I felt hollow inside after the shot. I filled that hollowness with a carver and some Mac and cheese. This was when I was still pursuing my education at SPU and before I made the career move to groceries.
I'd have pissed in someone's chicken.
Don't you dare fuck with the cornbread. That shit was made just right in those tiny little loaves.
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Was a nice microcosm of the game.
And Nike even made a commercial about it to rub salt into our collective wounds:
https://youtu.be/Rnf26C5vyRU
That’s all I got as I was piss drunk at some sports bar watching the game