Heartwarming story from the weekend and actually quite simple. Two dudes meet at a bar, talk football, trade numbers then text each other all week about random players. Obviously this is very gay but let’s dig and see if it’s real
Alexa
Official ruling is that this is a real text thread between two guys that randomly met over the weekend. My instincts are strong that this is real.
More importantly though I hate that this has to get shared on social media. Like the world is supposed to be proud of you guys? Because you knew Jason Witten is a Tennessee Volunteer?
This is baseline dude knowledge. This would be like two carpenters texting each other because they know how to hang a fucking cabinet from Home Depot. This is two accountants being psyched up to quiz each other on what Liabilities plus Owners Equity equals. It’s Steve Kerr celebrating the free throw. What’s it gonna take to get some fucking standards around here?
You watch college football degeneratively? We must be best friends
That’s what’s lame about this. Not that you’re texting each other marginally-obscure football players throughout the weekend. It’s that you think it’s some special talent to bro out over random sports trivia like we haven’t been doing this since the dawn of dudes hanging out.
This generation of pussies makes me sick and I think it’s getting worse.
Making friends as an older dude is hard. That’s why you have to take advantage of being young and cool and at a time when you’re supposed to make friends. That’s basically age 18-25.
Time before is dedicated to your OG boys from home. Time after should be reserved for being serious about life and moving towards a marriage. But the years between 18-25 are the sweetspot where all it takes is hanging out at a bar saying Dallas Goedert to each other that can spark a friendship for life.
So by all means, take advantage of those moments. But don’t act like you’re splitting the ghost particle or solving the Illinois pension crisis just because you found a buddy with your same scope of problems. It’s just not like that.
PS – The exclamation are very gay. Too gay? I didn’t say that. But they’re very gay and could mean something bigger and gayer here.
PPS – Nobody said it was too gay