Ethan and I met at a Superbowl party when the Patriots played the Seahawks. I broke the ice and bet him a drink that the Patriots would win. I thought he was cute so I figured I would let him win - since at this point in the game it was very unlikely that the Patriots would come out on top. Of course Ethan took that bet. Our "friendly" competition soon turned serious. In the last minute of the game a goal line interception sealed our fate and the Patriots won. Ethan humbly got me a victory drink and we ended up spending the rest of the night talking like we had known each other our whole lives. Thats when we both knew the game wasn't the only thing that would go down in history.