I embarrassed myself screaming at Doug Shows Saturday in Nashville. At one point 4-5 older gentlemen BJWs joined in. It felt good at the time.
I also yelled expletives about HOFCJC, yelled at my father and poked a 300lb+ UT fan in the chest sitting behind me. I have a hard time in public in those types of environments. Spent an hour in silence in the Hilton lobby by myself to cool off. This. Is. March.
I also embarrassed myself screaming at Doug Shows Saturday. I was the epitome of a poor loser. I was filled with rage. I honestly wanted to hurt someone.
I was Billy Joe Wildcat. After the game I cussed the refs, Phil Fulmer, The Oak Ridge Boys and Pat Summitt. I don't remember how bad the things I said about her were. I was in an anger blackout. I am not proud of my behavior.
I had a good time in Nashville overall, though. I never did hook up with the Wodie Crew. I called twice... once they were eating at Jeff Ruby the other time they were eating at The Palm.
I drank a lot.