I'm glad I'm not the only lunatic in the world!
(1) I'll be playing while my wife is watching tv. All of a sudden I'll burst out with "take that you freaking pile of crap!" followed by "oh thanks ref, you blind biased piss faced idiot, where the freak were you when he took me down?" My wife does the normal "what's your problem?" and I proceed to tell her how one of the CPU players has been fouling me all game and getting away with it so I've waited until he's got the ball and scythed him into pieces. Naturally I'm pissed that the referee has decided to punish me with a straight red when the scumbag has been taking me down all game.
(2) Not being somebody who likes to swear with the f-word or c-word I've developed a wide range of sentances to replace strings of profanities which normally take the heat off until I can calm down:
- you monkey-loving son of a bitch
- you freaking bitch of a lesbian dog farmer
All great phrases for relieving the pressure and proof I may indeed be mad!
(3) Knowing, just knowing that you're gonna get a red card for bringing down a player you particularly dislike even before the game kicks off. As soon as the hated player gets the ball you're trying to break his legs even though it means you'll be playing short for the rest of the game. Despite getting a guy sent off, if the hated player isn't injured, sometimes you'll even go for it again and get somebody else sent off. If you manage to injure him it's like scoring the winning goal!
(4) Screaming loudly at the computer when it misses a PK which you know it didn't deserve to get. Physically taunting the screen from six inches away poking your finger at the CPU player holding his head bemoaning his miss.
Ok, here's the proof that The Wolf is probably not all safe in the head for those who needed it!
(5) Convinced the ref is racist because he books two of your black players in a row while the other teams white players have been getting away with bad tackles.