Playing Dirty
Complaints, insults, excuses, frustration.
“That asshole plays dirty.”
“The ref was bought.”
“We shouldn’t have lost like that.”
I clench my jaw as I read, close the chat without thinking too much because I don’t want to stay there, don’t want to keep going over the same thing, don’t want to think about the game or him, so I set my phone aside and take a deep breath, trying to clear my head, even if it’s just for a while.
Tonight I’m only going to do one thing, drink enough to not feel anything and leave early before it all becomes unbearable, no drama, no complications, not giving him more space than he already takes.