I was in college. A guy down the hall was an obnoxious a-hole and was a huge Raiders fan (yeah, I know, redundant). All week, he was talking trash about how the Raiders were going to kick the Bills' arse. It was nauseating. That was, until the game. Things were pretty quiet from his room that day. Being the nice guy that I am, I made sure to go down to his room after every score to offer my condolences.
He was not happy.