(S22) - PT4 - Road to Glory

[Mongoose87]

I awaken with a start. It's dark. I can feel my cheek sticking and pressed up against a smooth surface. I reach out with my left hand and feel it and then push myself upright. It's cool and firm, but soft. I hear it creak as I sit up.

Where am I? As my eyes adjust, I can see some outlines of my surroundings. I can make out a low surface in front of me, about level with my knees. I see several somewhat conical objects resting on it. I touch one. It's hard, cool and smooth. Glass, I think to myself.

I knock one of the objects over as I withdraw my hand to rub my face. Inspiration strikes me and I reach down towards my right pocket to retrieve my cell phone. Odd, I think, as I notice I'm not wearing pants, only boxers.

I bend down and touch the floor with both hands, trying to locate the missing garment. Brushing aside a pizza box, an empty Pringles can and a mostly empty tub of ice cream,I make contact with something denim and hear the telltale clink of my belt buckle against the floor.

After a moment of fumbling, I reach into the right pocket and reclaim my phone. I check the time. 3:27. Ugh. I turn on the light and point the phone at my surroundings, illuminating the space. Suddenly, it dawns on me:

I've been sobbing on the couch at home because the Bucs missed the playoffs.