So I decide to attend tonight's foot­ball game. I was bored, and needed some­thing to fill my time. I get in the car.

Game starts. Spend most of the time min­gling. Run into Buffy, Joel, Kevin and Carly, among oth­ers. Things are going well.

Carly later tells me that she needs to talk to me. Not a pos­i­tive tone. I've fucked up some­where, but she made me wait until the 3rd quar­ter to find out.

I would later learn that she was approached by Jamie. Their exchange hinted that what I had said to Jamie days ear­lier was that I took lit­tle blame for Jamie's ver­bal harass­ment, when in fact, I thought it was the very oppo­site. Carly and I spoke on it and we were able to iron things out.

Cut to: same con­ver­sa­tion. Jamie, Lizzy and their friend Angela walk by us.

Lizzy says to me: "Can I talk to you?"
Chris: "Sure."
Lizzy (later): "Why are you being such a dick?!" (Laughs)
Chris: "Excuse me?"
Lizzy (still laugh­ing): "Talk to Jamie …"

What fol­lows is basi­cally a one-sided attack at yours truly. Occa­sion­lly, Jamie would have to breathe and she would have either Lizzy or Angela chime in.

She really let me have it. In addi­tion to accus­ing me of lying to her orig­i­nally, she tried to pull out of me the rea­sons why I have been act­ing the way I have. I did my best to avoid her ques­tions, but I finally started to tell her. I can't give direct quotes, but what I remem­ber say­ing was that I felt that what she had told me last spring about "con­sid­er­ing me a true friend, blah blah blah" was all bull­shit. <– Once again, not a direct quote. She attempted to give excuses as to why things were the way they were. My posi­tion was that things have been stew­ing too long for me, and they finally blew up. This con­tin­ued back and forth for some time, includ­ing her "implied" jeal­ousy about me lik­ing Lizzy and how she had moved on.

What upset me the most about this was not the fight itself, I knew that was going to come even­tu­ally. But that she had cho­sen to do this in such a pub­lic forum, and in front of some­one that I liked. I felt that to be very, very unfair of her.

It started to go in cir­cles, and I felt very uncom­fort­able. I felt like I was going to cry at any moment, and I had to get out of there. Abruptly, I said that I needed to leave, and Jamie, in a sud­denly hos­tile voice, said: "Bye."

I left as fast as I could.

We won the game, but, as has been com­mon with Jamie, I lost.