the man who doesn't care about the game

i never, ever thought i would be ridiculed for blocking out two hours of my night for my fantasy basketball draft...

i never, ever thought i would be chastised for choosing to watch a football game with my dad rather than help paint a fence...

i never, ever thought i would have to explain what a field goal is at a basketball game to someone older than seven with a 401k...

i never, ever thought i would have to justify watching the superbowl to anyone...

especially to a 28-year-old man.

within at least a month of each other in the past few months, i have had to make these proclamations to myself. i stop. blink. shake my head. and think, " can this really be happening to me?"

i never thought it was possible to date a man who did not like or watch college or professional sports. at first i thought i could get away with it. the olympics made it on tv for a few night last year. but that was it.

i'm not an avid sports fan, but i do enjoy it. i love the competition the professional drama. big plays. sore losers. important games.

but i don't enjoy dating a man who does not have any interest in sports at all. i don't think i can do it.