Should I Miss My Boyfriend (Of Four Years)'s Birthday Dinner To Watch The Bruins Game?

So here’s the thing. I have watched every single Bruins game for the last .. God knows how many years. The last time I missed a game was because I was in the hospital in high school, and that was 7 years ago. I watch every game. I like to have my ass planted on my couch, my computer on my lap ready to GIF, and for the next two and a half hours, I watch my favorite hockey team.

I’m literally one of those targeted Facebook ads kind of fans.

Except I have a little more dignity than to wear those ugly shirts.

Anyways, tomorrow is my boyfriend’s birthday. We’ve been together for four years. He knows by now not to impede during B’s games, he’d rather go to the gym anyway – pump some iron, pick things up and put them down, and whatever else those in shape people do.

Without looking at the calendar, I told him a few weeks ago that we would go to a nice steakhouse for his birthday dinner. Today, I realized the Bruins play the Flyers that night. (In hindsight, picking a dinner place with no TVs was a terrible idea, that’s on me).

Holy fuck what a predicament. On one hand, the Bruins are playing the Flyers.. the Flyers are god awful. Like one of worst-teams-in-the-league god awful. Perhaps he is doing me a favor.

But on the other hand, what if Patrice Bergeron has 6 tucks for a double hat trick, with 4 assists for a 10 point night and has the best game of his life? I don’t think I could forgive myself for missing it. In fact, I would probably end up resenting my boyfriend for being born on January 16th for the rest of his life. 27 years later and he made me miss my favorite player’s best game of his career. This would cause a downward spiral in our relationship, eventually leading to me breaking up with him.

(Just kidding, I’m barely a 6 and slightly overweight… he’s a personal trainer with 8% body fat).

So the answer is no, I will not be missing my boyfriend (of four years)’s birthday dinner to watch the Bruins game. My fat ass will be at some fancy steakhouse pretending to enjoy the company of a man who is making me miss my favorite team play one of the worst teams in the league. (Again, he’s probably doing me a favor).

But who are we kidding? I’ll have an airpod in to listen to the radio feed, might even throw the game on my phone and watch it under the table. After all, it is game No. 47 of the season, the B’s are in a tight race chasing 2nd place in the Atlantic. I’ll take 2 to 3 bathroom breaks to “freshen up” aka scroll through Twitter, check my notifications and read the box score.

The things we do for love… Let’s go Bruins.