*STORY TIME*
i know how many of you have grown to like my stories, but this one is probably going to only appeal to the people who're more into darker comedy.
yesterday, i decided that instead of heading down to joes we were going to have a viewing party at my buddies house who im currently house sitting for (his family goes away every year on a cruise the week after march break, we dub it "march break II" and i always spend the money his folks leave me on alcohol). we did this because a lot of the people i went to the first leg with didnt wanna make the trek downtown with me, everyone with the exception of girlfriend _wowza (i've heard people called wife + (boardname) = ms. (boardname) so im going to coin this for the moment) lives in scarborough.
we'd even invited people who weren't that into TFC to watch the game after convincing my friend to abandon her birthday plans at a pub, when some of her friends found out they didnt have the game on there, and switch it to house i was house sitting. some were were mostly swayed by the fact that they had a legit interest in TFC, beckham and the fact that id spent the $200 his folks left for me as an invitation to an open bar.. that and he has a trampoline.
anywho, we were all watching the game, about 20 people in total in this guys basement. one of my good friends (mike) has this girl (kate) there that he's trying to seal the deal with, they were even both crashing there because they had class the next day and both go to UTSC (a 5 walk from his house). so liquor + both staying overnight = well.. you get the picture. mikes a TFC fan, but she was with the birthday party, so a partial plus was to get kate down to the house and give them some time together. theyd been awkwardly flirting for awhile as awkward people do and things were going well..
until soolsma scored..
i'd earlier been explaining the rules of aggregate to a few people (kate included), stressing that with a tie, we'd at least need 2 goals or be eliminated. so when soolsma scored, even the people who didnt watch TFC, went justifiably apeshit, then kate fell backwards into her seat. i thought she was too drunk to stand up so quick.. until i saw blood. she was bleeding, like.. really.. really.. fucking bleeding. mike was next to her repeatedly asking "are you ok? what happened? are you ok?" nothing kills a goal boner like watching a man crouch next to a girl whose leaking blood outt've her mouth like a sieve. we were all sitting there, half in joy, half in shock, i thought she bit her fucking tongue off or was having stigmata. a bunch of people from her friends birthday crowded around her asking if she was ok, before my brother (kurt) took a step back, pointed at the floor, semi-smiled, still in shock, said "dude, did you knock her fucking tooth out!?"
sure enough he was pointing to the floor at her tooth.
when soolsma scored they were sitting next to one another, she was in the process of taking a sip of beer and we'd all jumped out of our seats and screamed, mike, like most of us there, threw their arms up. his arm made contact with her bottle and which made contact with her teeth, which knocked her front tooth straight out of her head.
they went to emerge, a few people left, 80% of us kept watching the game. the funny part about this is that it was an exact replica of a similar situation that happened to mike on st. paddy's day 4 years ago with another girl he'd just started dating.
i spent the last half of the game trying to clean blood outt've a couch while my brother, and most of the people who went to the CCL game with me making up chants about mike. my favourites:
"naaah, naaah, nah nah nah! mike will knock your teeth out!"
"(when the moon hits your eye): when you're hit in the mouth at our friend joshes house that's our-michael! when the blood leaves your head and you'll wish that youre that's our-michael!"
" he's big, he's red! he'll punch you in the head! michael nord! michael nord!"
TLDR: i need to get blood outt've a couch. how do?