A Good Sport

I had just broken it off that morning with my boyfriend of a few months. I was feeling down about it, but had already committed to attending the Bulls game that evening with seven of my fun girlfriends. In any event, the Bulls were killing the Pacers that night and it was only pre-season so, needless to say, we spent the majority of the time in the main bar in the United Center watching baseball playoffs.

There were a group of boys that were there for pretty much the same amount of time we were. One of them finally got up the nerve to come and talk to us and he chose me (though I think it was because I happened to be the nearest one to him). He was nice enough but I wasn’t really interested, just having polite conversation. After a while his buddy shouted to him at the other end of the bar, asking if he needed another one. The boring boy said yes and, since the other boy asked me as well, I also said yes, thanked him and signaled that I would get his next one (to which he laughed and said it wasn’t necessary).

When the boy came over and gave Boring and I our drinks we began chatting. He was much cuter and more charming than his buddy so I was happy to indulge in witty sports related rhetoric with him for a bit. After discovering that I was also quite the knowledgeable sports fan he asked if I would ever want to go to a game with him sometime this season, as his parents have amazing season tickets (4th row center behind the visitor’s bench). I had already mentioned said breakup earlier in the conversation and said that I didn’t really want to date right now, but would love to go to a game at some point. He immediately set my mind at ease by saying he had tickets to the following Thursday’s game, so I could bring a girlfriend and he’d bring someone as well. “It will be like four friends going to see a basketball game, not a date.” So, I obliged and was proud of myself for meeting someone so nice so soon after my recent relationship demise.

Fast forward to game night. Just for the sake of this story I’m giving this guy a nickname. He liked to name drop a little too much and bragged about a few things that were unnecessary, so let’s just call him Braggy.

Braggy texted me earlier in the week saying that we should all meet at a bar at 6:30 for dinner, as they have a shuttle that transports you to and from the game. My friend that I was bringing with met, WJ, also thought it was a good idea. She and I decided to meet for a few drinks right after work and then cab it over to meet the boys.

When Braggy and his roommate, DeafMute, showed up they immediately ordered a round beers, a round of shots, and a round of mini-cheeseburgers for us to all consume. They didn’t understand that we had already had two strong drinks at happy hour and a beer at the place. We tried declining the shots but to no avail. (Sidebar: I call his roomie DeafMute because I think he literally spoke 15 words the entire evening – and that was only because we asked him direct questions that we had to repeat on more than one occasion for them to register with him.) On our way out the door they proceeded to order four more shots, at which point we vehemently refused, forcing them to do the only logic thing in their minds: take two each! Great, I think we’re all caught up now, boys.

When we got to the game we immediately took our seats as the 2nd quarter was well under way. The seats were indeed amazing so I was pumped and ready to be sweated on by the opposing team. I was thoroughly enjoying myself thus far. Despite there being no love connection between DeafMute and WJ, Braggy and I were having a great time chatting and getting to know one another (though I missed my ex and was texting him during the game, oops). Plus WJ was just happy to go to the game with me and was being a good sport (pun intended) about the whole situation as she wasn’t expecting a set-up anyway.

The four of us began discussing what bar we should go to after the game and the conversation went something like this:

Braggy: We do live just around the corner from here so we could all go back to our place. It’s kinda like a bar because we have everything you could ever want to drink, plus we can smoke up.

Me: (while giggling to WJ): Um, what about us says “we do drugs and we want to do them with you guys at your apartment?”

WJ: Yeah, WTF? Let’s just go someplace fun we all like.

DeafMute: (blank stare)

Braggy: Oh, I’m sorry, I just thought if you guys were into that, we have some or whatever…

Me: It’s ok, you didn’t know. But now you do, so let’s figure out somewhere fun, in public, to go.

DeafMute: (dead silence)

Braggy: Sounds good, we’ll figure something out (insert 1,000 watt smile and wink here).

(I mean, who brings up drugs on a first date???)

After that weird little scene played itself out, it was halftime. WJ and I were to meet a girlfriend of ours at the same bar we’d met the boys at a few days earlier – she also happened to be at the game. After the boys bought us a round they left to go to the mens’ room quickly (and I thought it was just girls who went in pairs, who knew?) I would say that a solid 20 minutes passed before we began to wonder how long the line could possibly be because the boys were still not back. After a few moments of confusion we came to the conclusion that they must have told us to meet them back at the seats in a few minutes; surely they didn’t just leave us at half time at a Bulls game, right?

Wrong.

We returned to our seats to find them empty so, of course, we sat down and enjoyed the rest of the game while telling our neighbors around us (those that would listen anyway) about how our dates totally ditched us mid-game. I tried Braggy’s phone a few times but it went straight to voice mail. After awhile we thought it would be funny to send him a text and I think it went something like this:
“Sorry we didn’t want to do drugs with you guys, hope you’re having fun wherever you are. Thanks for the sweet tickets!! xoxo TK and WJ.” Nothing was sent that night in response.

Still beyond baffled and wanting to know happened to our Princes Charming, I texted Braggy the next morning one last time saying:
“Don’t you at least owe me an explanation?”

Three hours later, at around 1:45 in the afternoon, he sent me this gem:

“Just got out of jail. I feel terrible. Will call you when I can.”

Just to be clear, he never called to further explain the situation. I have zero clue why they were arrested or if that is even the truth and can only speculate as to what happened. Maybe they tried to buy drugs from an undercover cop; maybe they tried doing drugs in the bathroom and got caught?

After all was said and done, I got back together with the ex for a short while, as he looked pretty good after that night…

Comments (42)
RavenJune 20th, 2012 at 5:33 am

I’m glad OP didn’t get arrested.

The only thing I can blame the OP for in this story is texting her ex during the game. I’m not a sports fan, so maybe I’m wrong on the etiquette, but it seems rude to do that.

Otherwise, clearly this was not a good match, and I’m glad OP didn’t go out with him again after he got out of jail.

NGJune 20th, 2012 at 5:39 am

So, long story short:

Almost immediately after my break-up, I met a cute, charming guy at a bar. He said he had season tickets for the Bulls games (with great seating arrangements), and asked if I wanted to go. I said why not, although I told him that I had not been considering a relationship so soon after my split. Just to make it less awkward, he said he was going to bring a friend, and so could I. Oh, and I would call this guy “Braggy”, because he liked dropping big names.

On the game-night, one of my friends and I went to the game after work. We met the guys at a bar, and had drinks and food. Braggy’s friend was very quiet, but that did not stop him and me having a great time. We went to the game, found our seats, and Braggy and I were having a great conversation. In my mind, it was already turning into a date. But at the same time, I was also texting my ex.

Soon we started to talk about post-game activities. Braggy suggested that we go back to his place, which was close by. He said he also had all sorts of drinks available, and we could have a shmoke if we were into it. My friend and I laughed it off, saying we were not into drugs, and because we wanted to stay in public place.

During the half-time, Braggy and his friend went to the restroom, and they never came back. I thought I had been ditched, and fired some angry texts during the game, later that night, and next morning, demanding an explanation. He replied, saying that he had spent the night in jail. That was it!

I eventually had a short-term fling with my ex….

SynnoveJune 20th, 2012 at 5:40 am

You seem uptight, OP.

SallyWordSlingerJune 20th, 2012 at 6:00 am

I don’t think he got arrested at all. I think he thought she was a suburban prude and a drag and made it up to ditch her.

I mean, that’s what I would have done in his shoes. But hey, here in Canada, we didn’t grow up on Nancy Reagan threatening us that weed is a gateway drug that would turn us into blathering, jittering junkies overnight.

NattieJune 20th, 2012 at 6:22 am

While OP does seem a bit uptight, I hardly think that there’s anything wrong with not wanting to a) go back to the place of someone she just met; b) use drugs (yes, weed is a drug; so is alcohol.) As a Canadian (who spent 21 years of her life in BC, 3 of those on the coast) I actually find that very refreshing.

TillieJune 20th, 2012 at 6:41 am

OP, were the talking about smoking pot or smoking crackrock? Because “doing drugs” seems a little intense for pot. Not that I don’t support a person’s decision to abstain, mind you.

europeanJune 20th, 2012 at 6:55 am

hm, no to drugs…but a whole lot of alcohol runs down just good? cannot understand you people, sigh….

LouwiiJune 20th, 2012 at 7:00 am

Wow Sally, i’m Canadian, from the most liberal province of all, yeah you know which one, and offering a girl to come back to your place to do (still illegal) drugs is not good etiquette. Even “come back to my place to do (licit) stuff” (like get wasted on booze, or smoke cigars) sounds strange to me!

mhmmJune 20th, 2012 at 7:10 am

thanks for the summary NG. I got s o bored reading the op’s story that my eyes nearly rolled out of their sockets. would like to know what he got arrested for tho…

RattusJune 20th, 2012 at 7:17 am

Thank you, NG, for being someone who understands that brevity is the soul of wit.

OP, pay attention to how NG did it. And also, I don’t smoke pot and have never enjoyed it, but sheesh – it’s pot, not meth. Calm down.

Drinky the Drunk GirlJune 20th, 2012 at 8:35 am

HAHAHA @Sally That was a gem. OP, try not to be so preachy while drinking book, ok? DRUGS! ohh nooooooo! You act like they asked you if you wanted some crack! This must not have happened in California….

FakeNameJune 20th, 2012 at 8:39 am

I was surprised at OP’s overreaction to the smoke invite. “What about us says we do drugs?” Well, you’re obviously willing to get shitfaced with the guy, which is going to do a hell of a lot more to you than smoking a bowl will. Wtf? Not surprised the guys ditched.

beksterJune 20th, 2012 at 9:49 am

Wait. I thought she said it wasn’t a date but then called it a date twice later on.

ZakJune 20th, 2012 at 10:13 am

I just wanted to say it’s nice to see people have caught onto the idea that “Drugs are awful! But alcohol is fine!” is an attitude that doesn’t really make sense. Alcohol is one of the more dangerous and addictive of the drugs out there. Which isn’t to say you can’t enjoy taking it, as long as you’re aware of what you’re doing when you angrily shout at people that drugs are bad.

AvidReaderJune 20th, 2012 at 10:23 am

“(I mean, who brings up drugs on a first date???)”
I do, actually, though not in the same way this guy did. Drugs are a dealbreaker in many relationships, and I like to get that discussion over with early on, and have asked about it on the first date. I’m not totally against drugs, but I’m not interested in people who use heavier drugs everyday. I like to go out and do stuff, and it hasn’t been as fun when the person has been high.
(I’m talking mostly about things like coke/crack/E, etc.)

DeeJune 20th, 2012 at 10:42 am

Well, maybe she’s got a job. Lots of places still do random drug testing. Yes, America’s war on pot is stupid, but you still can’t smoke a blunt and keep a random office job.

AudaxJune 20th, 2012 at 11:09 am

DeafMute’s my favorite!

JaybeeJune 20th, 2012 at 11:42 am

I though that, too, bekster. When did it suddenly become a date? When they ditched you?

TraceyJune 20th, 2012 at 11:48 am

@Louwii: At last, a voice of reason…no one knows how those two would’ve behaved after getting back to his place, especially after all the alcohol on top of the drugs. OP didn’t know what was in the drugs being offered (could’ve been laced with anything), OP didn’t know if those two were undercover cops looking to catch a potential buyer/user (it could happen), OP really didn’t know those two at all. Better safe than sorry…especially if one does not indulge in drug use.

?June 20th, 2012 at 12:46 pm

OP could have explained this date in half the words.

Basically, OP was invited out to a game by randoms, randoms invited her for weed and drinks which she refused and then randoms left. As far as dates go, this is pretty good because she got treated to free drinks and food, ended up with great b’ball seats, wasn’t pressure and then got home safely – and all in the company of a friend. As this wasn’t a ‘date’ per se I don’t even see how this even qualifies, especially as there was no romantic intention on either side and the guy didn’t even try to hit on her.

If OP are/were of college age, being offered a ton of drinks/weed is not unusual AT ALL. It is such an experimental phase of life that I’m surprised she were shocked by it.

BettyJune 20th, 2012 at 1:20 pm

I don’t smoke pot, either, but since I was about 14 years old, I’ve been able to refuse a friendly offer with tact and grace. It really sounds like the two guys didn’t get arrested at all- they just ditched you, as you obviously weren’t well matched. That’s rude, of course, but so was texting your ex while on this outing.

LiLoJune 20th, 2012 at 1:36 pm

@ Everyone being all judgey about her turning down some weed.

Ultimately, here in the US, getting shitfaced on alcohol is legal as long as you aren’t destructive and you’re over 21. Smoking pot isn’t legal in the state of Illinois, not even for medical purposes, so as stupid as the law is, they’re breaking it. Some people aren’t into that and it is an odd thing to bring up on a 1st date unless you know the person is into it already.

And let’s be real, these guys were inviting them for some good ole judgement impairing actives so they could have some sex. I know it. She knew it. You all know it. She basically shut that down and the guys bailed when they realized it wasn’t an easy lay.

NattieJune 20th, 2012 at 1:56 pm

@Louwii – exactly! (BC or Quebec?)

Yeah, saying “what about us says we do drugs and we want to do them with you guys at your apartment” was a tad impolite, and most people between the age of 13 and 50 don’t call smoking weed “doing drugs,” but I wouldn’t say that OP was shocked by the request. She merely said no, and suggested doing something else. If Sally’s hypothesis that the guys ditched since the girls were prudish is correct, I’d say the guys are the ones who overreacted.

And on the topic, while weed may be far better than alcohol in regards to related fatalities/arrests/hospitalizations etc., there’s still some understandable reasons why some people prefer the latter over the former. Some people are very smell-sensitive or have breathing issues and some people may be subject to random illegal drug testing for work. As well, I can think of quite a few pot afficionatos (particularly women) who would not be comfortable smoking a stranger’s weed with a near stranger in a private place. Cocaine and shroom laced weed was everywhere in my high school. Good call, OP.

tofupuppyJune 20th, 2012 at 2:49 pm

“In any event, the Bulls were killing the Pacers that night and it was only pre-season so, needless to say, we spent the majority of the time in the main bar in the United Center watching baseball playoffs.”

If something is “needless to say,” you don’t need to say it. I wouldn’t guess that getting shitfaced in a bar at the arena would be the M.O. at a preseason basketball game, but the OP seems to think differently. She also seems like a drunk, so maybe for her it is needless to say.

And she showed up to this (non?)date having downed 3 drinks in an hour or so? Yeah, that’s great manners.

Dr. CheeseJune 20th, 2012 at 5:37 pm

Either they got caught doing blow in the bathroom or they just ditched you because they were bored rich party kids. Probably the latter.

JeffJune 20th, 2012 at 7:43 pm

Sounds like this was a VWD for the guy, not the OP. She got free tickets, free food, free drinks, and the guy behaved himself (at least while she was around).

MonicaJune 21st, 2012 at 1:01 am

@ Jeff

I know, right? The OP also showed up drunk, and texted her ex throughout the “date”. Talk about some red flags!

MaureenJune 21st, 2012 at 3:18 am

I’m with Sally Word … OP needs to relax and get over her ex and herself.

Maggie MayJune 21st, 2012 at 3:26 am

@tofupuppy, you beat me to it. Seems like every other story on here uses “needless to say,” though. Is it possible we’ve discovered a link between people who use that phrase and people with bad date karma? I think we need a government study.

OttoJune 21st, 2012 at 6:02 am

I’m usually entertained by comments, but today I’m disappointed. Wow, so much hate for turning down drugs which are illegal where you live. I wonder if everyone would have the same reaction if he asked you to steal a glass from the bar or do something equivalently illegal as smoking pot. Yeah, the OP is such a prude for not wanting to go to jail… Really guys? Yeah some parts are stupid, like getting wasted before the “date” and being slightly long-winded, but I don’t think that turning down illegal substances is such a terrible thing.

JayJune 21st, 2012 at 8:44 am

Long story short.. would’ve been a good idea.

blondieJune 21st, 2012 at 9:11 am

OP, this is the line that’s got everyone up in a huff:
Me: (while giggling to WJ): Um, what about us says “we do drugs and we want to do them with you guys at your apartment?”

A simple, “No thanks,” or even, “No thanks, we don’t smoke up” would suffice. And a clear, “Hey, sorry, we’re not comfortable going back to your place since we just met” would be totally understandable and would send a firm but polite “You’re not fucking me tonight” message.

But the all-holier-than-though “HowDARE you suggest that I am LOWLIFE like YOU?” attitude is unnecessary.

(for the record, besides this and the texting-your-ex thing I don’t have any other criticisms of this story. Being bailed on, no matter the circumstances, is rude behavior that makes for a shitty date.)

SallyWordSlingerJune 21st, 2012 at 10:58 am

There’s no hate going on, Otto. Just scoffing and derision.

blondieJune 21st, 2012 at 11:37 am

Wow, I must have needed my coffee this morning. For some reason I read “Otto” as “OP” and then wrote a response comment that is now awaiting moderation. So Otto, keep your eyes peeled for a comment from me, and change all the “you”s to “she”s.

McDivaJune 21st, 2012 at 11:53 am

And the thing is, you all know that you’d have been all over her if she had actually gone to his apartment to smoke pot. You’d have blamed her for anything that happened afterward. Honestly, I kind of think that assuming that someone does something illegal (even “just weed”) is pretty stupid.

Sure, she might have shown a little more tact when turning them down, but offering to take someone to your apartment for drugs when you’ve just met them is pretty stupid and immature. She just responded to immature with more of the same.

SallyWordSlingerJune 22nd, 2012 at 8:43 am

You’re right McDiva. Hahahahaa

CJune 23rd, 2012 at 12:31 am

She was tactless (both in her TEXTING HER EX and rejecting the pot smoking offer in a snooty fashion), but I’d be willing to bet the dudes decided to toke up somewhere in/around the arena and got busted. They knew they wouldn’t be getting high with the ladies, so decided to get high and then be around them.

VWD all around!

CJune 23rd, 2012 at 12:43 am

oh, and McDiva, when I was in college, (or just out of it), offering to smoke someone out at your apartment wasn’t “stupid and immature” and more “being a good host.” If someone didn’t smoke, no big deal. Of course, as a musician, probably 90% of my friends and acquaintances smoked pot.

I don’t partake these days, but back then? If I drank heavily before, (and also during!), a date, I had a lot less control than if I drank lightly/moderately and smoked a little. I do agree that prohibition makes it risky to get high, but (mostly) in the legal sense. (I acknowledge that people can get so high that they lose control/judgment, but it’s not as common.)

66SickJune 27th, 2012 at 2:52 pm

Wow I must be some kind of deviant that I’m the kind of girl who’d be relieved if a guy asked, on the first date, if I maybe wanted to smoke a bowl after. As a stoner, I must take umbrage that offering a bit of weed on the first date is not horrible etiquette. Honestly, if you are a big pothead, you want to make sure the people you are dating are, at the very least, not adverse to your being a pothead.

GirlySportsFanJuly 6th, 2012 at 6:14 am

Haha, I’m the OP (still not sure what that stands for though) and I think nearly everyone missed the point of the story. I could give two sh*ts that they wanted to smoke pot with us. I just wasn’t comfortable with that being brought up on the first date and no, it isn’t my thing and was taken a back. I’m not uptight at all, it was just out of place in the setting. Drinking (legally mind you) was par for the course at a sporting event, the rest was not. Yes I texted my ex but he was texting too, and it’s not like we were at the freaking Opera and he had no idea who I was texting. Also, I used the term “date” loosely for purposes of this site…it was certainly more like 4 nearly strangers hanging out then it was a date. Regardless, I shouldn’t be chastized for not wanting to smoke with them, it is simply not my thing. I also don’t any longer so I’m sure I’ll be called uptight for that as well but to each their own :) These comments are seriously hilarious, who knew so many people had so much time on their hands to read this and the whole string of comments!!

nhesslngAugust 30th, 2012 at 8:28 pm

lol its just pot!!

nhesslngAugust 30th, 2012 at 8:31 pm

I’ve been reading these stories for years and this is the first one that I thought was lame enough to comment on.

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