Good Luck and Bad Luck at Reliant Stadium

[bpe3]

I had an extra ticket on hand Sunday AM as I walked to the gates at Reliant Stadium. Just as I neared the ticket-scanner-person, I heard and unfamiliar beeping sound. The old lady in front of me in line brought the wrong ticket to the game and the ticket taker was refusing her access to the stadium. I quickly reached into my back pocket and handed the ticket taker my extra ticket. The lady managed to rejoin her group of friends with less than a 15 second delay. Her luck was good that day.

During the third quarter however, another female Texans fan had a very different experience. She sat right in front of me for most of the afternoon with incident, but as I celebrated the return of the opening kickoff of the half, her luck turned decidedly bad. In the midst of my glee, a very full beer slipped from my hands and landed directly on her. Most of the icy beverage end up soaking the back of her form-fitting shirt with the substantial remainder bouncing up and being absorbed by her well-coiffed hair. She clearly wasn't very happy about the situation and let her feelings be known to just about everyone withing a 20 foot radius.

Funny how things work out somtimes.

bpe3

[Yankee_In_TX]

I made some spills... We need to get used to winning and find things to do with our drinks BEFORE we celebrate

Needless to say, karma!! Because of your good deed, her overly drunk and angry type husband/boyfriend that towers over you and obviously uses flaxseed oil wasn't there!!

[imatexan]

Ya I kicked a little beer into someones shirt but it wasnt much and it was someone elses beer because they wouldnt stand up and let me get by soo I had to squeeze

[Joe Texan]

was it David Carrs wife. Things happen Can't we all get along

[texanmojo]

Originally Posted by bpe3

During the third quarter however, another female Texans fan had a very different experience. She sat right in front of me for most of the afternoon with incident, but as I celebrated the return of the opening kickoff of the half, her luck turned decidedly bad. In the midst of my glee, a very full beer slipped from my hands and landed directly on her. Most of the icy beverage end up soaking the back of her form-fitting shirt with the substantial remainder bouncing up and being absorbed by her well-coiffed hair. She clearly wasn't very happy about the situation and let her feelings be known to just about everyone withing a 20 foot radius.

Damn...I really feel badly for that beer that spilled. Did you apologize to it by drinking another one?

[bpe3]

I made a sincere apology to the soaking wet fan, but she didn't seem to accept it. Accidents happen you know. I waited for her to do the only reasonable thing and offer to buy me another beer, but alas the offer never came. A true fan would have at least let me recoup some of my $7.00 (plus tip) investment by removing her shirt allowing me to wring out some of the beer into my mouth. None of that either. $7.00 down the drain.

FYI- If you ever want to make a mildly attractive, 30-something year old woman appear more attractive than she really is, douse her with cold beer and make sure the that the lager that hits her head strikes with enough force to produce a nice bubbly head. Also, depending on the girl, you may want to be wearing some noise canceling headphones at the same time. Also, make her spring for the beer ahead of time.

bpe3

[Joe Texan]

Yea you really need to apoligize to the beer for dumping it on such an ungrateful lady, I am sure the Beer had just as much fun as you did. Maybe a little more fun concidering that it happens to seek out the best parts of a woman and make them sticky.

[austintexanite]

Sorry man, but that is going to a funny story when you tell it later on in life.

[bpe3]

You guys are right. Clearly I should apologize for my behavior.

I'm sorry to the barley farmer.
I'm sorry to the hops farmer.
I'm sorry to the water purifier.
I'm sorry to the brew master.
I'm sorry to the keg filler.
I'm sorry to the truck drivers.
I'm sorry to the concession stand clerk.

You guys toil daily in virtual obscurity to produce, distrubute and serve a fine malted and carbonated product with only one purpose: making me happy. Every one of you did your job with pride and skill. I didn't. I am truly sorry. I will take as much care as possible to make sure something like this never happens again.

bpe3