Danielle and I went to the same high school and both ended up at the same midwestern college a few hours away from our hometown. Danielle was the stereotypical girl next door type- funny and playful personality, dark hair usually pulled into a ponytail, big brown doe eyes, 5'6, skinny with a nice ass and B cups that fit her build. We had dated a few weeks during our sophomore year of high school and didn't hang out much after, but became close friends when we went to college. We both dated and hooked up with other people, but mostly stayed single, both just trying to enjoy our college experience.
During the summer after our second year of college we both decided to work and take an interim session class instead of returning to our hometown and staying with our parents. The majority of people in town were students or worked at the college, so during the summer, everything was pretty dead, with most students returning home and a lot of employees not working or vacationing. We had already become bored by the beginning of June, so we decided to go out after we got off work one Friday to drink and watch baseball. Danielle and I gave each other a lot of shit all of the time and this extended to our love of sports, as Danielle was a Cubs fan and I was a Cardinals fan. She picked me up at my apartment a little before 7. We headed to a local hole-in-the-wall bar we liked and that didn't look twice at our fake IDs, as we were still 20.
I sat a couple beers down on the table in the back of the bar where we were watching the game and said, "I can't wait to see the Cards kick the Cubs' asses tonight. I don't know how you can be a Cubs' fan. They always suck! The last time they won the World Series, more people road horses to the game than drove cars!"
"You're such a fucking dipshit, Cody!" she laughed. "We are just about to turn it around. There's plenty of games left and I know my Cubbies are ready to tear into the Cardinals. Your starting pitcher has been over a 6 ERA like the last 3 years."
"Your entire pitching staff has probably been over a 6 ERA the last 3 years!" I teased. "Care to bet on it?"
"I'm up for a wager, but we are both broke and betting money is boring anyway."
"What then? Drinks?"
She pondered a second and said, "Drinks can be part of it, but can't you come up with something more entertaining and exciting?"
I laughed. "Fine, when the Cardinals win, you have to go to the bathroom and change into my Cardinals jersey and wear it the rest of the night. Then, go to the bar and order a round. We can't leave until your beer is gone."
"I would never be caught dead in a Cardinals jersey and what is exciting about that?"
"Well, because all you get to wear is the Cardinals jersey. Nothing underneath."
"You are such a perv!" Danielle jeered in a playful tone. "I'm not doing that!"
"My jersey is big enough to cover everything if that's what you are worried about. I just wouldn't do any cartwheels.
Or maybe you are just chicken? Guess you don't have any faith in your Cubbies after all!"
"That's not it! I know they will beat the Cardinals, but if I agree to the bet then I get to dare you to do something really embarrassing if the Cubs win."
"What's that then?"
"You won't know until I make you do it!" she jeered. "If you believe in your Cardinals, then it wouldn't matter what it is anyway."
I thought for a minute. The Cardinals were already in first place while the Cubs were in next to last place. The Cardinals really looked like another potential World Series team this year, plus the game was in St. Louis. It would be hot to see Danielle wearing nothing but a Cardinals jersey the rest of the night, not to mention the fun of her being embarrassed after losing. "Sounds like fun! You're on! I hope you'll enjoy the feeling of getting to wear a winning team's jersey." I joked.
We continued drinking and taunting each other. Neither team scored until the top of the 5th inning when the Cubs hit a solo home run and then knocked in another run on an outfield single.
The Cardinals didn't score in the 5th, but combined for 4 runs in the 6th, 7th and 8th inning to go up 4-2. I really got cocky and started teasing Danielle about how she would love the feeling of a Cardinals jersey on her bare skin. She just huffed and said, "It's not over, until it's over. The Cubbies will get make it up in the 9th!" I could tell she was getting a little nervous.
In the top of the inning, the Cubs start off with a single and groundout before the Cardinals closer walks the bases loaded. I'm downing beer and cussing at the screen, but I know the Cardinals can easily get out of this with a ground ball double play. The next batter grounds to third base, and the game should be over, but the ball hops off his glove and toward the corner in foul territory. The runner on 3rd easily scores and the runner on 2nd rounds third and heads home as the third baseman is trying to get to the ball. The runner slides in under the tag and just like that the game is tied. Danielle jumps up and down and starts trash talking me.
The Cardinals get out of the inning without any giving up any more runs, but also can't get anything going in the bottom of the 9th. Danielle and I are both on pins and needles as they go to extra innings. The Cubs can't really get any runners in scoring position and the Cardinals manage to load the bases in the 10th and 12th innings and strands everyone without scoring a run. We are both still downing beers and yelling at each other and the TV. In the top of the 14th, the Cubs get runners on 1st and 3rd. The batter hits a ground ball and is thrown out at first for the second out, but the runner on 3rd manages to score.
Danielle goes crazy and taunts, "I wonder what I will make you do?"
I reply, "It's only one run and the Cardinals still have the bottom of the 14th."
The first two batters in the bottom of the 14th groundout and then flyout. Danielle is dancing with her beer in the air, as the next batter hits a line drive single. Now, I think they have a chance with a walk-off home run or at least a couple base hits. The next batter goes down swinging on strikes. I hang my head and Danielle is shaking her ass at me yelling "Loser!"
"Ok, what do I have to do?" I ask.