Unless you’ve got box seats for the North American Dressage Championships, wine shouldn’t be involved at all into your sports-related alcoholic habits. Beer, whiskey, vodka, rum, tequila…fucking absinthe, ANYTHING besides a plastic cup of red wine. This is the example you’re setting for your son? Sipping Cabernet in your $40 front row seats at the Sixers/Bucks game? BAD PARENTING. Nobody deserved a cup of red wine splashed back in their face more than you.
And check out smug Belichick hungrily admiring Royal Ivey’s muscular arms. Classic Belichick.