I got more than I bargained for from my friend’s daughter during his Super Bowl party…
I’ve known my friend Matt for around two years now. Our group of friends likes to play poker, throw darts and shoot pool. We also like to watch sports together, and Matt is well regarded for throwing big parties at his house, so when I got the Facebook invite for his Super Bowl party, I knew I was in.
Matt’s house is at the top of a hill on a corner lot, adjacent to two fairly quiet residential streets. The last party I attended there was a crazy-packed fourth of July fireworks party in the summer, and the neighborhood was booming that night. For the Big Game, however, it was a smaller crowd of a dozen or so and even though this winter has been mild for us here in the Midwest, we kept the party indoors.
I am 32 years old and recently separated, my friends are mostly all thirty-somethings and married, some with children. Matt is 38 years old, married and has three daughters; Grace is 18 years old, Alexa is 12 and Kayla is 9. He owns a small business is an electrician, and his trademark is that he almost always wears Under Armour brand hoodies and athletic gear for some reason or another.