Mako spent a good portion of the game getting pretty drunk (okay, maybe a little trashed) and feeling pretty bad for the team he was sort of rooting for. Even more so when every time he looked over at Korra, she seemed more and more smug about this shit.
He slouched in his chair, petulantly. "Well, he told Amanda pointedly. "At least you liked Beyonce." After a half hour of lights out, and then a near win from the 49ers, it was all down to 3 points and 4 seconds. There was just no way. Korra would be incorrigible. It was literally going to be the worst of all things.