I know you've heard it before: I married a sports fanatic. But only recently did I realize that this enthusiasm also extends to the realm of fake sports. Excuse me, "fantasy" sports. And while on the subject, I would like to propose that there is little that is masculine in the name "fantasy" even if it is sometimes tied to such things as football.
Due to wretched traffic, I didn't get home from work until 6:00, at which point I had to craft a quick and easy dinner so Kyle could be ready for his second of four fantasy football drafts promptly at 6:45. And believe me, not a minute past 6:45 did he retreat to his man den to prepare for the draft. I did , however, convince him to look away for a second to give me a goodbye kiss when I left the house at 7:05.
I returned home at 8:30 to find that he had just finished the draft and was especially cheerful the remainder of the night. He even shared the last bits of his caramel ice cream with me. And that, my friends, is my idea fantasy. Ice cream.
Oh, one more thing. In case you forgot, the "biggest game in Boise State history" is September 6th. Yeah, it's kind of a big deal.
2 comments:
I am so with you on this. Brian is doing like 4 fantasy teams including Kyle's. Thankfully I do love football or I'd go nuts! It is an exciting time and it's fun to see the boys all intense over a game!
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