My original answer was, "No." I had never turned him down, nor had he when I asked a favor. My next door neighbor Ed. We have a mutual friend who is on some hard times, both financially and physically. The request was to go over to his house and chop up a tree that had fallen and make it into firewood for our friend.
My no was based largely on the fact that my neighbor asked...
That sounds weird, but I knew it would be brutal, simply because he did ask for help--He never asks for help.
My original "no" was the way to go. This friggin' tree was huge. Four guys, eight chain saws, all of our (collective) asses later, it is chopped, the branches are stored, the beer is drank. etc. etc. etc.
It burned up the day, but I would have rather spent it eating Nachos or someshit. Maybe it's God's way of getting me tired enough to not care about tonight's game...This is yet another indicator to me that we have trouble tonight. I'm sure that makes little sense, but that is what I'm thinkin'...