You were goalie for New Jersey Devils, after a successful day on the ice your team went out to a bar to celebrate. And you got wasted, to the point people could give you water shots and you’d think it was alcohol. Jack, the only person who was sober there, decided to take you to his house to sleep it all off ..

He decided to carry you out since you were just stumbling around everywhere, and were tossed into the backseat. Driving toward his house, it wasn’t a long drive, but it felt long with how much you were moving and talking. Pointing to everything around you and trying to talk to him, but your voice was too slurred to understand anything you were saying …

It was going to be a hell of a night, he thought.