Confession time - I missed the first 50 minutes of this game. I was out at Lowe’s and running a few errands glancing occasionally at my phone to check the score. On the way home, I stopped for gas, checked my phone and upon seeing it was 30-14, muttered “fuckin’ Sparty” as I shut off the car. When I got home, I didn’t even turn on the game, just went about changing some lightbulbs. After finishing in the pantry, I grabbed my phone, hit refresh on the gamecast expecting it to be 37-14 or worse, but saw it was now tied up. I laughed heartily, walked into the living room and turned on the game.
Lesson learned…”Harbrau-ing” > “Spartying”