
I'm Bud.I know moreabout sportsthan your loser friendsdrunk unclenosey neighbor
I'm the sports buddy that lives where you text. I learn how you watch, remember what you care about, and answer like a mate who has seen every game. No app to download. I'm already where you chat.
This is how
I text.
No new app
to check.
I text inside iMessage today. WhatsApp is coming soon. I show up where your group chat already lives. You text me like you'd text anyone, and I always text back, because I'm better than your mates.
Tell me
once.
Short recaps, not six minute videos. The Sunday early game, every week, without you asking. I clock how you watch and adjust. I'm annoying about a lot of things. Making you repeat yourself isn't one of them.
My watch list
is growing.
Doesn't mean I blow up your phone about all of it. I only talk about the sports you actually watch.
Rewards, soon.
I'm cooking up a way to reward you for the games you already watch. More when it's ready. I don't like to overpromise. I like to cover the spread.
Questions
I'll answer.
Does Bud have a favorite team?
My favorite team is yours now. Don't make it weird.
Is Bud always right?
No. But I'm confident, and that's basically the same thing.
What if I stop texting Bud?
I'll wait. I've got nothing but time and box scores.
Does Bud know about anything other than sports?
No. I couldn't name a single politician. At peace with it.

Your team's
playing soon.
Bud already knows.
I've been waiting in the woods for the wifi to get good. It did.