Redmond High School boys' basketball team, we're sorry. Please let us supply some explanation for why grown men, with jobs and credit ratings and retirement accounts, a couple of whom have been to second base with a girl, would heckle a group of teenagers.

We really meant only to have one beer before the game, but our choice of Jolly Roger Christmas Ale tapped out the keg at Pies and Pints, so the bartender gave us the 3/4 full glass for free. Then we had another, and then we had another because we started talking to this cute girl at the bar who turned out to be the floral manager at Whole Foods and was telling us all about how rose producers in Ecuador and Colombia jack up their prices for Valentine's Day.

Anyway, Jolly Roger Christmas ale is fricking 9% abv! Sure, we ate, but while the Pies and Pints pies are very delicious, they are also somewhat small, and sopping up three 9% abv ales is utterly beyond their capacity.

Then, honestly, Redmond, we were hoping you'd make it a closer game. We go to high school basketball every Tuesday, and we've witnessed almost exclusively blowouts this year. Which sucks. Since you were only 1/2 game behind Roosevelt in the standings, and had beaten them earlier in the year, we expected better. When we didn't get it, we got surly.

So, to recap--the beer, the light dinner, the lopsided score. These were the factors that led to our shouting "Let's go, 425!" and "Hitch up your khakis and get to work!" and "I'll take you all out to Olive Garden if you win!" and "This ain't gonna look too good when you submit your resume to Perkins Coie!" and "Your daddy slaves away all day in a climate-controlled office for this?" at you as you limped to a 20-point loss versus a quicker, better rebounding Roosevelt team, on a night when your shooting was just off.

Since you are Redmond kids, we're sure you'll be our boss in about six years, so we'd like to start the healing process now, in hopes that you'll think kindly of us during the 2013 quarterly review process. Friends?