Stupid Charlie & the Change of
Plans
�December 9, The Razor
By Swissvale72
The
Background
I�ve
oft-written of my Patriot friend, Stupid Charlie�or, at those frequent times
when I�m angry with him�Stupid Fuckin� Charlie.�
Stupid
Charlie was born and raised in
Stupid
Charlie�s family are legitimate New England football fans, not these bandwagon
mother-fuckers that just discovered that New England had a professional
football franchise in 2001, but rather Patriot season-ticket holders since the
AFL�s inception in 1960. Stupid Charlie�s followed his Patriots in Harvard
Stadium, BU�s Nickerson Field, Fenway Pahk, Schaeffer Stadium, and now into The
Razor.� Stupid Charlie�s also made the
trek to
Stupid
Charlie�s first trip to
In addition
to Stupid Charlie and I working together, he lived in a condo across the way
from us�..was always hanging around.�� We
made a bet once, I forget on which game, but the terms were that if I lost, I
had to spring for a turkey dinner, which Mrs. Swiss would cook.� If Charlie lost, he had to spring for the
turkey dinner�.which Mrs. Swiss would cook (she didn�t like this bet).� Stupid Charlie lost, gave Mrs. Swiss a
ten-dollar bill. Charlie�.what the fuck!!
We bought
our first house in 1983, just the two of us, a 9-room house, 5 bedrooms.� As is often the case with the prospect of one�s
first home, we didn�t know if we could make the mortgage.� Somehow, and I honestly don�t remember who
initiated the discussion, the conversation turned to Stupid Charlie selling his
condo, moving in with us, taking 3 of the upstairs bedrooms as his �suite.�� We bought the house in August, were in there for
a few months, found out that yes, we could afford it.� The phone rings the day after Thanksgiving.� �Hey, Dude�.I just sold my condo.� I�m moving in tomorrow.��� And thus, Stupid Charlie was our housemate
for the next two fuckin� years.�� We still
blame Stupid Charlie when shit gets broken or spilled.� �Who the fuck spilled cranberry juice on the floor�must�ve
been Stupid Charlie.�� I�m then reminded
that��Uhhhh�.Stupid Charlie doesn�t live with us anymore�.moved out, oh�22
years ago.�
One last
piece of Stupid Charlie background.� In
addition to being a
Okay�.enough
of this fuckin� background on Stupid Charlie��
The
Change of Plans
Back in the
summer, Stupid Charlie invited me to attend this year�s Steelers-Pats game with
him at The Razor.� I�ve written about it
often; described my preference, given my chronic anxiety about these contests,
to stay with the four walls of my home, lock the doors, turn off the lights,
pull the shades, wear a hood, watch alone.�
But, needing to support my Steelers, I knew I had to answer the call�.carry
my crusade to Foxboro on December 9th, walk the gauntlet of the New
England assholes, Pats fans engaged in varied douchebaggery, including the perm
stand for the Brahmin transgendered population on Foxboro�s Route 1, the New
Bedford Moby Dicks, the Back Bay Buttboys, and assorted other GLBTQQ members.
Then�yesterday,
Stupid Charlie calls me.� �Hey, I know I
invited you to go with me to the Steelers-Pats game.� But something�s come up.� Do you want to buy the other ticket.� I�m hosting Hanukah at my house on December 9th.�� WHAT!!!�
What the FUCK are you talking about!!�
Hanukah!!� And�y�know what!! Stupid
Charlie can�t even blame his wife.� She�s
Catholic!!� Turns out Stupid Charlie was
sensing that it was his �turn� to host Hanukah, so e-mails all his relatives
telling them that the only day he
can�t do it is on Sunday, December 9th.� That must
be the very reason that Hanukah for Stupid Charlie�s family is taking place, at
Stupid Charlie�s house, on none other than Sunday, December 9th.� Now listen, don�t take what I�m about to say
the wrong way.� I talk about dagos all
the time on this site, so I can talk about Jews as well.� You want to think I�m anti-Semitic, go the
fuck ahead.� Fuck you.� I know I�m not.� Anyway, while Stupid Charlie�s ass should be
at The Razor, watching Steelers-Patriots, he�ll be stuck inside his fuckin�
living room, with a bunch of Jews, gathered around a menorah, eating Hunan Beef,
General Tso�s chicken, and Shrimp Lo Mein.�
Stupid Charlie, on more than one occasion, has said, �I�m feeling Jewish
today�.gotta get Chinese.�
So�.both
ducats now belong to me.� What to do from
here?
A New
Day�A New Plan
Both ducats
now being under my control, I�ll be damned if it�s going to be a Patriots fan
sitting beside me.� My brother-in-law
wants to go in the worst way.� Fuck
him!!� This is the same guy that wants to
know if he can carry a beach chair, or a fuckin� chaise lounge, into The Razor
if he buys a standing room ticket�.same fuck that attempted to show me pics of
a family vacation during the Steelers-Denver AFCCG ( I had to kick his ass out
the room�.no shit, he ends up in my Dining Room, during that glorious day,
showing pics to his 2 sisters).� No
fuckin� way is he going.� I could invite
Woburn Joe to go�.he would demonstrate proper decorum, has solid fan cred, even
accords appropriate reverence to the Pittsburgh Steelers.� But�.he�s a Pats fan!! No fuckin� way.�
There�s
only one first choice�..it�s obvious�.Tonyv15220.� After having sat side by side with him �this past Monday night against the Ravens, �for the first time in a Pittsburgh since the
infamous StupidCharlieGate of �81 (we did sit in the auxiliary press box in �99
when the Steelers lost to the expansion Browns, and I screamed �I hate you
motherfuckers� as the Steelers left the field, causing the assorted scribes to
pause from their stories, and causing TonyV15220, who had accessed this entry
via his work, a bit of embarrassment), TonyV15220 would be flying to New
England, the two of us intent on avenging our Fog Bowl experience of �96.
Tony�s
flying in on Saturday, our first stop will be my kids� opening high school swim
meet�one�s a senior, the other a freshman.�
Incidentally, their team colors?�
Black�.and fuckin� Gold.� Will be
a great warmup for the Main Event on Sunday.�
Tony & I will tailgate in the parking lot of the Salem NH Boys &
Girls� Club, we�ll wave Terrible Towels, we�ll scream obscenities on the deck,
we�ll wish broken fuckin� legs on the opposing swimmers during the Medley Relay�..we�ll
ravage the pussified population of
The following
day, we�ll travel to Foxboro.� We�ll hook
up with our Steeler brothers & sisters.�
JumboHeadYouks, where the fuck are you?��
That tailgate still on?� Lambert
Lunatic?� You in the house?� Jimmy Ze?�
You coming up for this one?�
RONNYRON�..put down the clippers, the shampoo bottle, and the nail
polish.� We�ll unite in the Foxboro
Stadium lot.� We�ll take over that fuckin�
place.� The Patriots undefeated season
will come crashing down on this cold
The
Pittsburgh Steelers will have them thinking Red Sox again.