And worst of all, the hours and days spent with them glued to the flat screen, all while having their laptops out so they can track their stats.
Fantasy Football season has made many a sports widow through this cold winter. They won't go anywhere, except for a local sports bar, they won't watch anything else on T.V. and it's the only thing that fills their heads.
It's a small bruise to the female psyche when Adrian Peterson gets more attention than you in your hottest new little black dress- but remember this season too shall pass.
You know what they say, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em. Get into the game and kick his butt all over the virtual field! This may actually turn into a great bonding experience, or it could go very sour if you slaughter him but at least you'll be able to get what the obsession is about. For help with that, check out this site dedicated to women getting involved in the phenom.
Not willing to play along? Click here. Here you will get the much needed moral support from other women who are in similar situations. From chatting forums where you can vent, to showing your lack of support by buying apparel.
But look on the bright side, yes there are a few. For one thing if they win, they usually receive some type of monetary prize, and with that you shall get a nice present. At least that's the deal I struck with my "fantasy" man. However, you may have to sign some sort of contract that states "I swear not to roll my eyes more than twice on each game day" to claim it but it'll be worth it.
Also, it's almost over! Sundays can go back to errands and family events, without you having to make-up an excuse for your absentee man.
And then before you know it, March Madness will begin, and baseball will start and our beloved Red Wings will be in the playoffs. Ah, what a vicious, endless cycle..
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