That game literally almost ended my marriage. I learned a valuable lesson that night about life, football and marriage.
Never go to a game with a rival; never leave early; never try to go back into a stadium with your rival when you've pulled him away and said "let's go" before your team started their game-winning drive. Oh, and never try to then stay and celebrate with everyone else (who are total strangers yet you're all hugging and jumping up and down with each other) while your rival proclaims he's pulling out with or without you (at Legion Field!! :shock: ).