Gerald version
One of my favorite things to do when I'm on the go or at home is watching the basketball game. Especially the Golden State Warriors. Anyone who is born and raise in the Bay knows the team, the players, basically everything of them. Tonight was the final game. Warriors began strong in the whole game and they will finish strong.

It was pretty hectic beginning of the NBA finals. First game was at my house, I hosted a little party that involved James and the whole crew. I forgot that Dylan and Suz were sleeping at the house instead of going out that night and how my daughter was sleeping. Dylan was in the office finishing up the last things of the wedding. Every time the Warriors scored, we yelled, got hyped up. I heard Suz cries. I would run to her room before Dylan and calmed her. I repeatedly told the guys to keep our voices low but that never happened. Two minutes before the first game had finished it got intense. Cavs and Warriors were two, three or four points off. Then we all yell of excitement. First game and they won. Matt and Grady had air horns. We were so happy that they wine the first game and advancing that I totally forgot of Suz and to keep our voices low. Then I heard Dylan yell. Actually mad yelling. "Gerald Gillum!"
"Okay I guess we should be heading out." Matt said scared. "Wait! Don't you dare to walk a step more." Dylan said angrily. She was walking out pissed off from Suz's room.
"Okay, I asked nicely to please not be loud because i put Suz to bed early, cause you know she wakes up in the middle of the night."
"Yeah we're sorry. It's cause you know we got hyped up cause the Warriors won, baby the Warriors won." I got up and hugged her. "I didn't mean to." I see the guys walking out, quietly.
"Okay, but you're putting to Suz to sleep, you and the guys are cleaning this mess because what I remember all of you were here watching the game..."
"Okay we will. Right guys?" They stopped walking.
"Yes Dylan." They all said.
"And more more thing, go somewhere else to watch the game." We didn't say well we're going to but we do deserve it after promising her to not yell or be loud. It was hard putting Suz to sleep. She was wide awake all night. Even Dylan. Trying to finish up everything before the wedding. Yeah I guess she was right.

Second game we all went to my ma's house after Dylan banned us to watch the game at the house. She was okay with it. I think.

Third game we went to Matt's house. I didn't know if my ma was okay us being at her house. So Matt decided to throw a party. One thing I don't get about women. Do they hate sports or they just don't like when us men get loud? Jess woke up so like very angry that night. "Why can't you men understand we women want to relax! To sleep because we had a long busy day!" We shake nervously, especially Matt. She made us clean the whole house and leave on the third time of the game. So I'd decided to leave back to my house.

I changed out of my clothes and laid down. Dylan was asleep and left the tv on. She was catching up on watching the bachelorette. I still don't get that show. I turn off the tv. She wakes up. "Hey, you're back so soon."
"Yeah."
"How come?"
"Do all women hate sports? Or they just get annoyed that us men get so loud and obnoxious?"
"Loud and obnoxious for sure. I'm sorry baby."
"It's fine, but hey at least the Warriors are winning."
"No im sorry, I should never reacted that way. I knew you were happy to host your own party to watch the game."
"Yeah but I did understand your point. You were stress with everything that you had in your plate and now you had me to deal with..."
"I'm sorry."
"I forgive you babygirl."
"What if we host our party to watch the fourth game and we invite all of our friends and family. It's more like I own you one since the first game."
"Baby you don't ever need to own me anything. But I appreciate it."

Fourth game and this time me and Dylan are hosting the party. I had to wear again my Golden State Warriors jersey for good luck since I had the feeling that tonight they were going to win. James, Mia and my ma came. Mia brought nacho cheese with spicy sauce. My ma brought mini hotdogs and mini hamburgers. James brought the beers. Then Jess and Matt came along. Jess brought fruit salad. Matt brought deserts in the colors of the Warriors. Dylan cooked shrimp cocktails and bought chips. "So this time Dylan isn't kicking us out?" Asked Matt
"Nope, we're hosting the party tonight." Before the game had started, Grady, BJ, Nathan, Dakari, Tristian and the rest of the crew came, all wearing the Warriors jersey.

Dylan came to the living room. She was drying her hair with a small towel. "So did I miss anything?"
"Nah, game hasn't...." I looked at her. I gasped shocked. She was wearing a Cavs jersey. How could she do this to me. "Dylan, what are you wearing?"
"A Cavs jersey. Why? What's wrong with it? Does it look bad?" Then everyone stared at her.
"Dylan, were you born in Cleveland?"
"No."
"Were you born in the Bay?"
"Yeah. Why are asking me this?"
"Because you're wearing that." I point out the jersey. "Okay. And that's bad because..."
"How could you? To me?"
"Gerald come on! It's just a game." Everyone gasps.
"Okay honestly you look sexy with it but it's a Cavs jersey. You know what would make it even more sexier if you wore this." I hand her a Warriors jersey
"Yeah I would stick to this one instead."
"Why are you rooting for the Cavs?"
"Because me and my mother would be watching the Cavs and it's my favorite basketball team."
"Really Dylan."
"Gerald what's the god damn problem? You're making this a big deal." Then my ma comes out from Suz's room. "Dylan, I put on the Cavs shirt on Suz but I don't think Gerald would like it." I get Suz before Dylan. "No! This my daughter will not wear! Matt hand me the shirt I bought this morning from Foot Locker." Matt gives me the shirt. I sat down and carefully but quickly take off the Cavs shirt. She was wearing a Warriors shirt "Here you go Ms Trujillo." I hand her the other shirt.
"Oh, you really wanna go there. She looked cute."
"Cute!?! She did not! Now she does. No Gillum should never wear a Cavs jersey, shirt or cheer for them."
"You really..."
"Okay shut up the game just started." Said Matt
I sat down on the other side of the couch. She stares at Mia "Really Mia! All of a sudden you're a Warriors fan because James is?!"
"What's wrong with that?"
"Before you were a Cavs fan because of....." she cuts Dylan off since she was about to say that name that's gives me chills.
"No i wasn't."
"Yes you were. And now you're a Warriors fan."
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, we do expect new Warriors fan even though it was a good decision to quickly change before they are losing." I said. Dylan was already annoyed.

Every time the Warriors scored we got hyped. But every time the Cavs scored, Dylan got up and danced or moon walked. "Sit down Dylan. They're only a few points from us." Said Matt. Then Dylan sat down. One part of the game the Cavs were ahead. All of us stared to panicked. I seen the smirk in Dylan's face. Babygirl it's not going to last long. Second time was almost over. I went to sit down next to Dylan since she was sitting alone "Popcorn?"
"No... wait. Are you here to just rub on my face that the Warriors are winning?"
"No, I'm here to offer you some popcorn and because I seen my wife alone."
"So now I'm you're wife. What happened after calling me Ms Trujillo?"
"Babygirl, that was me in game mode. You know I still love you." Then they scored. I got up. "Did you see that! Ha and you thought the Cavs are going to win. Well nope they're not."

It was halftime of the game. I did feel bad and good for rubbing off to Dylan that the Warriors are winning. She was done. I did meet the competitive side of her. "Okay Gerald Gillum! You really wanna press my buttons."
"No. Baby I don't. Do I smell a bet?"
"Yes, I'm betting you Gerald Gillum!"
"Okay I see how it is. If the Warriors win the Finals, you have to wear the jersey I bought you for a month straight but not in our wedding, pay me $50 and if anyone who says Warriors in a unexpected way you say 'I Dylan Sage Gillum Trujillo lost to my husband Gerald Gillum because I thought that the Cleveland Cavaliers were going to win but actually they are just worthless. And the Warriors are better.' Is that a deal?"
"But if I win, you wear a Cavs jersey, walk around all Oakland and if i say Cavs unexpected way you say 'My wife Dylan Sage Gillum Trujillo was right and I was wrong. The Cleveland Cavaliers are wayyyy much better than the Golden State Warriors.' And double the money." She sets a hundred bill on the coffee table.
"Okay deal"
"Deal" we both shook on it. "And no turning back."
"Okay I see how it is babygirl."

It was the third time, the game got so intense after betting was the best decision that Dylan could ever say. I went to sit down with Dylan. I put my hand in her inner thigh. She shivered. "You like that babygirl?"
She knew what was I doing. "You really wanna do this after we made a bet."
"No, what?" I get up.
"Hey Gerald the next time you want me to so badly, why don't you call Klay Thompson or one of the Warriors players to take out for dinner."
"Okay, that's how you wanna go?"
"Yeah and after this you're ending up single." Everyone heard and knew it wasn't going to end up good. I just wanted her to forget the bet. Oh now I see why she got mad. "Don't get her mad. You should never have done the bet if you were going to tease her." Matt said
"She was the one that called the bet. I didn't."
"But you followed her lead."
"Shit!"
"And that's why you guys are in this situation."

Suz was falling asleep in my ma's arm. I took her from my ma and into her room, laid her on the crib and close the door. "Okay Suz is asleep."
"You know what imma go see..." I stop Dylan
"Nope, you're not. Cause knowing you, you will change the shirt she has on into a Cavs shirt." She stares at me annoyed. "Let her dream that the Warriors will win the Finals." I walked her back to the couch.

Two minutes before the game ended. I see Dylan worrying. Know she will lose the bet. Feels good and bad. But I wasn't the one that made the bet. Well I did annoyed her a lot.

And the Warriors won and Dylan lost the bet. "Okay, bring me the jersey." Mia brought the jersey folded nicely.
"Sorry Dylan." She apologizes to Dylan
"It's fine." She goes to the other room to change the jersey. Then she comes out. "Yeah, I don't like this at all." Then I walk to her, to hug her and tell her I love her following with a kiss "Yeah Gerald, you're ending up single for sure after this is all done."
"But hey at least you look more sexier than the other jersey." Matt said Warriors on purpose but that was part of the bet.
"I Dylan Sage Gillum Trujillo, lost to the recently singled Gerald Gillum because I thought that the Cleveland Cavaliers were going to win but actually they are just worthless and that the Warriors are better. Happy now?"
"Yeah but why did you say that I'm recently single?"
"Dude she's annoyed." Matt said

We all cleaned up our mess. Everyone left. Dylan went to our room. She was washing her face. I took off my jersey and hanged it. Then I take off my jeans and shoes. She comes out of the restroom with the jersey still on. And her sleeping shorts. "You know you shouldn't have to the jersey all the time?"
"I lost a bet remember. That was part of the deal."
"Baby, you know I was kidding and I was being competitive. I would never I mean never make you wear something that you don't want to. I'm sorry."
"That's all that I wanted to hear." She lays down. Then i lay down next to her. "I had fun tonight. A lot."
"I know you did. If you don't wanna wear the jersey you don't have to."
"No, I'm going keep it on because I know that's my loves favorite team. And I'll do anything to keep him happy."
I laugh a little "so I'm not recently single anymore?"
"I was just kidding. I love you so much that I couldn't be away from you."
"I couldn't see myself with my queen or my princess. I love you so fucking much." I kissed her. "Night babygirl."
"Night G." I couldn't sleep. Neither could she. We turned on the tv. And once again we were watching the bachelorette "wait? Why is she so confused to be with this dude but she loves that other dude."
"She hasn't decided yet because she has mixed feelings and other problems."
"I don't get this show."
"Me neither but the drama does get your attention."
"It does." She falls asleep afterwards. I kiss her forehead. I turn of the tv. I wrapped my arms around her. She gets comfortable to sleep. I hug her more close to me.

One of the most interesting basketball wars I've ever been in my entire life, especially with my wife, but all though it was funny and cute at the same time.