I want to live the sporting life

My stepfather bet me $10 that Boston would win the St. Patrick's Day Bruins/Rangers game.

"I've always loved the Bruins," he said. "And the Devils." He lies. He's a Rangers fan. He does it just to drive me crazy. The other day he called me as a representative of the Chris Simon Fan Club. He's a riot.

Anyway, we won 7-0. And Matt Cullen got 2 goals and an assist (it's like supporting a team within a team!). Pop should bet me more often.

Speaking of sports enjoyment, there was an "exposé" on "Dateline NBC" about men who like watching football. Yeah, really. So they had these huge fans who really like their team, and the wives who can't stand it. My favorite part is when the wives talk about how much they hate it, PS of course the men were crazy fans before they were married. First off, why hate it? Who cares? I hate football too, but it's on once a week. How much of a problem can it be? And if you do hate it, why get married to a fan?

So they set the dudes up by having the wives ask them to do things around the house while the game was on. Come on! Leave the dudes alone. Does it make you happy to haunt your husband so he can't enjoy something that he loves? Aren't you happy to see him happy? Can't you find something to do without him on a Sunday afternoon? And when did emasculation become a prerequisite for being a good husband?

Also, how is it that no one has married me?