Underpants On The Outside

Does Hallmark sell a card that goes something like “Hey, babe, I’m sorry I forgot you were coming into town this weekend and planned to play videogames Saturday Night.”?  Cause I think I’m gonna need one of those. 

Also, one like “I’m sorry you just found out that you date the kind of dude who plans a Saturday Night for videogames.”

In my defense, I was going to play Madden to determine the outcome of this weekend’s football games, and I guarantee there are millions of Y-chromasomes who are going to do the same thing.  It’s not nerdy if everyone else is doing it.

(Follow up: After Sunday’s (not really) thrilling conference championship games, me and my friend Matt sat down to determine the outcome of the next meeting between the Bills and the Dolphins.  Some might say that the fact that I last played Madden in 2000 had an outcome on the game, but I still feel confident predicting that the Dolphins will throw interceptions on their first four passing plays and be trailing 21-0 at halftime, when their coach decides to go home because it’s one in the morning and he really has to get some sleep before work tomorrow.  You can bet the farm on that.)