PAM
I don't usually watch the Crush games from the stands. Some of the home games, I'm on call to assist with light injuries, cramps, etc., so I watch on a monitor in the therapy suite. Otherwise, I just get too nervous to watch live, so I watch from home or with Holly at her house.
But there is no way in hell I would be any place other than in the stands tonight, while Georg is making his return to the ice. I send him a text.
Pam: Good luck out there, hot stuff. Make a touchdown or whatever.
Georg: Ha ha!
Pam: Seriously, though, sub out if that leg bugs you.
Georg: Yes, boss.
Georg: You in the stands tonight?
Pam: No, I'm naked and touching myself in bed right now.
Georg: That is not a way to keep me focused on the game, Pamela.
Pam: Kidding. I'm in the stands. Fully clothed.
Georg: Thank goodness.
Georg: If we win, I would like to request nudity later.
Pam: Deal. Go sink a basket now.