When my husband and I first met, he was confused as to why, on Sundays, there would be a 3-hour long block where I would be completely unavailable. No responds to texts, no answer to his calls, no replies to his e-mails…
I was, obviously, watching football.
After a few weeks of his confusion and my fanaticism, we worked out a method where I sent him “do not disturb Hitha” appointments on his Google calendar during the Eagles’ games. It’s worked for us, and while catching the games have been a greater challenge while living in NYC (definitely investing in the NFL Network next year), I’m still a member of the faithful (and nutso) Eagles fans.
Even though this season sucks.