Drank a bar out of Blvd Pale Ale. Also bought an shot of Patron for everyone in the bar. Ended up taking quite a few myself as some people didn't want the Patron, PI'd the crap out of the people that didn't want a free shot. Called my mom, was so obnoxious she hung up on me. Left the bar, my buddy was mostly sober so he drove. This is where I blacked out. He said I was just talking my ass off then shut up and starting putting my face in my hands. Was nervous I was going to puke in his new truck. Had to roll down the window multiple times to spit. PI'd the crap out of him when he was telling me not to puke. I was like "STFU I'M A rough ridin' PRO I'M NOT GONNA PUKE!" Got to where we were staying the night, fell out of the truck. Got up, fell down again, cut open my knee. Puked up my steak dinner. Fell down again trying to keep my dog from eating my puke. Woke up with dog licking my knee. Also I remember at the bar after the game was over that I was being loud and cheering but then I would like get this fear and I'd ask my buddy "hey did we really win? Like that just happened right?" He would confirm, then I'd get loud again.