Alright, a few weeks ago, my cousin and I decided to buy tickets for a Yankees-red sox game at Fenway park. My family owns a condo in Maine, so he decided to come spend the weekend with us. We planned to drive down to Massachusetts (where I live) and take the train and subway to the red sox game. My father kept offering to drive us to the game but I told him multiple times that were fine, and I already spent money on our train tickets. So yesterday, we drove down from Maine to Massachusetts, and my dad came down in case we needed a ride from the game since all trains leaving Boston stopped at 11 PM. My dad was talking about how he was looking at last-minute tickets for the game, but I didn't want him to come since I specifically planned the game to be just me and my cousin. I didn't formally tell him he wasn't invited since I didn't want to come across as a jerk, so I kept giving him "hints" that he wasn't invited, such as my body language and not responding that he was looking for tickets.

My dad drives me and my cousin to the train station, we took the train to North Station, and then we took the subway to Fenway Park. Unfortunately, the subway was delayed so missed the top half of the first inning. We were sitting in the right field roof deck where the bar was, and we were overall having a good time. Suddenly, my cousin and I receive a text from my dad that he was at the game and sitting in a different section. And to add insult to injury, he brought along my ESTRANGED brother, and that immediately killed my mood. My dad asked in the chat if we wanted to swap seats with them, and my cousin agreed I only said yes because I didn't want to sit by myself. We get to their seats and we swapped tickets for them to go to the right-field roof deck. They eventually came back in the ninth inning so we sat together. My dad was hammered and he rarely talked to me throughout the game, which I thought was pretty weird. Apparently, there was also a group chat involving my dad, brother, and cousin without me, which I find really suspicious. Once the game ended, we went to my dad's parking spot and my estranged brother drove us home because he wasn't drinking that night.

Once my dad and estranged brother showed up I was not able to be in a good mood. The fact that he showed up uninvited with my estranged brother was not cool. He's lucky that I didn't yell at him, particularly after the game was over and we went home. The reason why I chose not to argue with him was that he was hammered, and based on my personal experience, angry drunk people are unpredictable. I talked to my cousin about it the next day and he thought it was kinda strange what my dad did. The incident honestly mad me lose a lot of respect for my father.

This wasn't the first time my father tried to do something like this. Back in 2019, me and my brother went to a Celtics-Warriors game in Boston, and I took the train and subway to the game. My father drove my brother into the game. I had alcoholic nips in my hoodie because I was underage at the time, and my dad literally starts looking at last-minute tickets to snag. I didn't say it verbally, but I didn't want to him to come to game because I didn't want to get caught drinking by him. Luckily, he didn't find a ticket available so it was just me and my brother at the game. I didn't think of anything of it at the time as I just saw it as him being annoying. Now looking back at it, I realized that this is a controlling habit that narcissists do.

Pretty much my question is: what do I do moving forward? Should I talk to my dad that I'm angry at him or am I overreacting?