by Mona Gallagher

Created on: June 13, 2007   Last Updated: October 31, 2008

You know you're too wrapped up in your sports team when the spaghetti is boiling down to a dangerously low level and you are living and dying with each pitch on the T.V.

You can't leave your team in this inning. For crying out loud, the bases are loaded and your team's pitcher has thrown two balls and only one strike. You have to help them through this inning. If only they made remote controls for the cooking range!

Your husband walks in and asks, "What's for dinner?"

You wave him to the kitchen and ask him to drain the spaghetti that now is mostly mush. Then you shout from the front room, "Honey, would you open a can of spaghetti sauce and heat it for dinner?"

Thirty minutes later, your husband hands you a slice of pizza and a soda. You don't notice the change of menu.

Now, that dinner's settled and your team is out of that long inning having walked one player in for a run, you can settle down to "really" watching your team.

Just to be sociable, when a commercial break comes on, you ask your hubby, "How was your day?" He mumbles that it was OK and you go back to watching your team.

"My secretary and I decided to go away together next weekend", he says casually.

"That's nice dear, I'm glad you enjoy your work", you reply.

Hey! World series only come around once a year! If your team happens to be in it, I'm sure the family can adjust for a few days!

My husband took a trip to the Bahamas and left me in peace to watch my team. How considerate is that?

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