Win or lose, my contribution was sitting on the couch drinking a beer (or a Bloody Mary.) I'm still pretty intense during the game - I'll swear at the refs for missing an obvious call, I'll swear at the players for pulling a bonehead move, and I'll jump with joy when someone makes a great play, but I don't yell in anger. I'm obviously in a better mood after a win than a loss, but my wife, son, and dogs aren't afraid of me either way.