What better way to begin my posts on the life with a sports fanatic than in the middle of a sports bar surrounded by dozens of televisions with every possible sporting event available? I don't think there really is a better way. It was not my original intention to end up at a sports bar or at any type of bar for that matter.
This story begins with a delayed flight. My boyfriend (the sports fanatic) and I are on our way to visit my parents. Upon arriving at the airport, we realized that our flight was not just delayed but four hours delayed. Given that our flight was already pretty late at night, I knew that emotions would be on edge because there is some serious basketball watching at stake.
Since we had time to kill, we began with a leisurely seated dinner. Although it was an airport restaurant trying to be modern and trendy, I could not escape ESPN. Among the many televisions showing an old black and white movie, there were two lone televisions playing the Big East Tournament. Dinner was quiet except for commercial breaks where my boyfriend would mention how upset he was about the delay and how great or not the game was going. Once we finished dinner, we walked around the terminal trying to find something that would entertain us for the remainder of our wait.
Shining like a beacon in the night, the airport sports bar was mesmerizing men throughout the terminal with walls of television screens showing ALL the basketball games simultaneously. My boyfriend looked at me with a smile, and all the worries and frustrations from our delay melted away. We were able to find seats where he could watch ten TVs worth of content and I could people watch (and be relived that he wasn't complaining). He nursed his beer while watching all the games he had expected to be watching (or possibly even missing) on the plane, and I realized that now is the perfect time to begin my life as a blogger.
I've had this idea for a while actually, ever since our first full football season together. I knew my boyfriend liked the Jets and that like most guys he enjoyed sports in general, but I could never have imagined how it would change my life. All of a sudden, my Sundays were taken over. There was always a "good" game on. Sundays were soon joined by Mondays as the season got into full swing. My schedule was being adjusted so we could make it home for the game. I thought to myself that this is crazy, and then I talked to my mom, the wife of a sports fanatic. This wasn't just a one guy phenomenon, and I was surprised that I couldn't find a blog where I could commiserate with other people about how much I don't care about who wins or not on Sunday.
So, this blog is for everyone who finds themselves quoting stats and game highlights because of the sheer quantity of ESPN being viewed in their household. For everyone who would much rather be watching a show involving any of the Kardashian sisters than yet another second half of a college basketball game. For everyone who doesn't think that they can make it through the first week of March Madness, let alone see who makes it to the Final Four. For everyone who wants their life back but loves their sports fanatic too much to let him/her go, this is for you. An outlet to vent, to share your favorite sports facts (if you know them, you might as well share them so the rest of us can sound smart), to post a fabulous dip recipe that might make the baseball game worth watching, and to be surrounded by people just like you.
Welcome!
-Sport Fanatic Girlfriend
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