Actually heard from the mouth of my football-crazed husband:
"You know, I think I'm footballed out."
I looked up, eyes glazed, from a screen filled with stats and Guru* predictions.
"What do you mean? The season's just started."
"Yeah, but there's no balance in our relationship right now. You usually pull me away from games and monitoring my scores. Now I'm trying to pull you away. The balance is off."
"Phsshhh." I waved my hand. "Leave me to my Guru."
*The Guru is my...ummm...guru. I don't know who he is but he's wonderful. He predicts what my guys will score and so far (after one week) he's pretty much dead on.
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