Tuesday Morning Hangover Week 12: The Sunday Morning Hangover

By S. James Hyland - InReeseWeTrust.com 11/30/10

Before I talk about what I did during the game, I have to talk about how I got there.  My friend B-Dons has a house up in Cape Cod, myself B-Dons and Woody spent Friday and Saturday absolutely drinking our faces off.  Between the 3 of us and B-Dons’ brother Joey, we drank 60 beers, a Heineken mini-keg, a bottle of wine, and polished off 2 bottles of liquor.  Needless to say, we were all pretty hungover by the time Sunday morning rolled around.  But knowing that it’s about a 4 hour drive, we all knew we had to be up at 7 to make sure we’d be home in time for the game.

Flash ahead 4 hours and 27 minutes when we pull into Woody’s driveway.  We’re all extremely hungover and praying for death.  The last possible thing that I want to do is to drink during the game.  But of course the Giants decide to look horrid during the game and I know what I have to do…

Since we’re at Woody’s house and didn’t stop, we only had Bud Light.  But we all kind of realized that drinking Bud Light is better than not drinking at all.  If your curious when I started drinking, it was after David Garrard’s 5 yard TD run, in which he actually ran about 45 yards.  When that happened, I knew it was time to get some suds in my belly.

For the rest of the game I drank 5 BL’s and the result was in our favor.  Like John Connor’s destiny was predetermined for him in The Terminator, the same applies to me.  At least in the 2010 season, I need to drink if I want Big Blue to come out on top.

Now, I’ll be the first to admit that this is extremely dull compared to my usual Sunday/Monday Night experiences.  For that I apologize.  Compared to last week when Big-B, Woody, Tully and myself are doing waterfalls for a Sunday night game, this certainly was weak.  I’ll try to do better next week.  (And if anyone was wondering, I should have been fired last Monday because of how much I stunk of alcohol and how unproductive I was.  Tough day to get through)

Realistically, do I think it matters if I’m drinking for the Giants to do well?  Yes, I do.  And it worked again.  If next week I’m in better shape, I may go back to the formula, but at least I know when I’m hurting bad, I can always just stick to Bud Light.