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Friday, February 12, 2010

And I Thought My Superbowl Party Was Bad


Huffingtonpost - At least one man in Florida had a worse Super Bowl than Peyton Manning. 42-year-old Vinh Pham of Key West attended a Super Bowl party at the house of Y Le in nearby Sugarloaf Key. In the early hours of Monday morning, Le decided to wrap up the festivities, but Pham didn't want to leave. An altercation ensued, and Le attacked his guest with a beer bottle, according to KeysNet.com. The two continued to battle until their fight reached its horrifying pinnacle: Le punctured Pham's testicles "with his fingers," a Monroe County Sheriff's Deputy said. All told, the wound required a whopping 52 stitches, and according to NBC Miami, Pham's testicles were "nearly ripped off." The painful injury caps off 2009 NFL season, which included at least one other unsettling incident. In October, a man was shot in the face while checking his fantasy football scores.

After getting into a day long heated screaming match on my way to winning the Brooklyn Superbowl Beer Die Tourney I was feeling pretty down. Justin and I rolled through round robin play like the '95 Lions and our opponent in the finals was a member down. After losing the first of a 3 beer, best of 3 finals, we regrouped and started to sync up taking the next two. The win was met with limited celebration and an overall indifference from the room. I mean nobody wants to win it like that. But nonetheless it is another notch on that beer die championship belt.

But in my quest for worst Superbowl party in history, I was one-up'd by Y Le of Sugerloaf Key, Florida who didn't just yell at his guests but rather squeezed their balls until they exploded and required 52 stiches to "Nightmare Before Christmas" them back together. This guy knows how to host a party. I'm gonna start using his party clearing technique and bust some beer bottles and rupture nuts next time I want to go to bed and people are sleeping on the couch.

But in the big picture I'd rather have my nuts ripped off then argue about whether a drunk girl should play in the championship or not, which is exactly what happened at our party.

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