screwed the pooch (with sadness in my voice), and she offered words of consolation.

I then looked at my phone again and saw that BYU had the ball, and I decided to watch the end of the game. I nearly cried at the end with all the emotions I had. My wife was asleep by the time I went back to the bedroom, so the next morning I sheepishly told her I was a bad fan, and BYU ended up winning the game.

She confirmed that yes, I am indeed a bad fan 😆