Don't get mad get even

Three guys get in , it's about 7-30 in the evening Saturday.
They've been to the match, United against Hibs Cup Semi-Final.
Everyone seems to be in a good mood but fairly drunk.
The guy next to me is talking with great enthusiasm about the game and I'm quite happy to blether away to him.
It's all good natured and he somehow works out I'm a Dundee fan.
"You're a Dark Blue mate" he says "It's leaking out every pore in your body"
We have a bit of banter and a laugh but the punter in the back latches but he's not in such a good mood.
Seems he works with a few Dees and has to put up with a bit of stick.
Starts having a go at me and won't let go even when his mate tells him to zip it.
When we get to his estate I take a wrong turn and he continues with the abuse.
I get out to open his door as he is drunkenly struggling to vacate the vehicle.
He is still snarling at me and I am on the point of taking a swing when commom sense prevails and I think of the consequences and let him stagger off into the night.
His mate is full of apologies pays the fare and I'm away but fuming.
Couple of weeks later same pub, same time, same guy gets in.
No recognition obviously can't remember me so I turn the conversation round to football he takes the bait and starts laying into the Dee and their supporters.
This time I aint having it so slam on the brakes tell him to get out.
"I'm going nowhere" he says , and refuses to move.
I get out the car go round his side, open the door, lean over undo the seat belt(at which point he could do me) and pull him out the car. Am just about to pummel him when I turn around and realise I am in a nice wee suburb and there are loads of people out in their gardens watching the proceedings. I push him on his arse and tell him to walk and yup it felt good