[Izulde]

Twenty minutes after the game's conclusion, we're all ambling amicably down the street, comfortably silent and simply savouring sunshine's swimming rays over our faces. After a few moments, Scotty speaks.

"You know, I say we say screw getting drunk tonight. It's gotten to be boring and old hat. Let's just go hit the beaches and ogle the hot girls instead."

A quick vote carries the proposed motion unanimously and and a change of clothes into swimsuits later, we're storming the sandy beaches with Seminolesque whoops of warrior glee, spraying jets of brown grains everywher with our stomps as we run rampant through the nubile, bikinied beauties.

I love this team. No one spoke a word about the spot I was in earlier in the week and for that I am greatful. They are letting me work it out on my own while showing their support in this small way.

Would that all of humanity was so compassionate and tactful.