I’m just going to admit it; I’m not a sports-event fan. More like a watch-the-crowd-and-eat-food kind of girl. This tidbit of wisdom is going to be very helpful, Marriage Tip: Don’t Take Your Wife to Sporting Events.
I think most of us female spectators who like to eat, should stay home instead of going to a game. But who wants to miss out on a night out on the town, your favourite snacks, and a chance to embarrass your husband…not me.
My husband Vance worked for a company that gave us free tickets to an NHL game. I’m not sure who was playing that night. It was about eight years ago. But I’m pretty sure they had a leaf on their shirt, and we were in Toronto. So, I’m going to play it safe, and say we were watching the Toronto Maple Leafs.
Don’t hate me for that!
We were invited to sit in the company’s box. A buffet was served in the room behind our seats, and we went out on the balcony to watch the game.
We weren’t there long, and I was snoring on my husband’s shoulder…literally…really, yes I was.
If you want to impress the big-wigs just bring your snoring wife with you.
Whenever the crowd would clap after a goal was scored, I would wake up, clap my hands and watch the exciting stuff that happens behind the scenes before they dropped the puck.
Then I’d start snoring again.
I had the best nap, which I really thought was a significant investment in my self-care. Our kid’s Charity and Devyn were bright-eyed and bushy-tailed as they took in the excitement beside their fun mom.
But really, it wasn’t that bad; it could have been worse for Vance. He could have had the same esteem-building experience my daughter had with me.
Charity invited me to a business dinner with her a couple of years ago, and I fell asleep at the table. I thought I represented well. Her business at the time was called eatreal4life. I ate real food and took a snooze from life… another great nap.
At least at the hockey game, my back was to the big wigs, and I’m guessing they thought Vance had a fantastic marriage because his wife was snuggled right up to him, all cozy and cute.
A couple of years ago, Vance brought me to a local hockey game in our city, and we found pretty good seats. I reached across his face with my arm and shouted, “Look, its so-and-so.”
He missed the goal our hometown team had scored. For some reason, he was annoyed with me.
But recently I felt justified in my napping and boredom at games when I read an article by Jeffrey Klugger in Time Magazine:
As for the overwhelming gender disparity in sports spectatorship, the familiar non-evolutionary explanation is that there simply aren’t enough professional teams and leagues featuring female players to attract female spectators.
That is exactly the problem. If females were the athletes, I would be completely engrossed in the game. I’m sticking with that. Men are boring.
Have you noticed when a team is winning, the men say “our team won.” But if a team is losing they say, “they lost.” So, when I blocked Vance’s view, he didn’t see the goal he had scored.
You know another thing that bothers me about men at sporting events? What’s all the hoopla about which set of bleachers you sit in? We went to watch my son Eythan play basketball in high school. I cheered when the other team scored. My husband gave me a funny look.
“Your cheering for the wrong team.”
“Well, when the kids played YMCA basketball we cheered for both teams.”
“This is different – plus you lead us to the opposing team’s bleachers. When you cheer for Eythan’s team, we’re the only ones clapping in this section.”
He rolled his eyes at me.
Why are there so many silly male rules? I’m a woman, I like to cheer for everyone. That’s the nice thing to do.
Marriage Tip: Don’t Take Your Wife To Sporting Events
I’m just there for the food – and a nap.
You might want to consider whether taking your wife to a sporting event is going to help your marriage or cause you to have a marriage-meltdown right there in the bleachers.
I’m just sayin’…
Unless of course, she’s a one-in-a-million kind of wife – and actually likes watching a game.
Now there’s an interesting concept💗
Have you ever embarrassed your family? Or fall asleep in weird places? I’d love to hear your stories.
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