Classic, and true.
My brother will arrive at 8 AM for Bills games at my house, in Orange County, CA.
At 8:15 he opens the fridge, grabs a heiney, and asks me if I want one. Without delay, I say to myself, "What the hell, its Sunday, the Bills are playing, if I was back home, I'd be drinking in the parking lot.." "Sure..."
By 9:00 the wife will wake up and come on down to the family room, and look at us with that "oh crap, here they go again look"...
Its definitely trippy cheering for an East coast football team here out west...