My wife confessed to me last night that she misses baseball season. What does she miss? First, let me tell you what she doesn’t miss. She doesn’t miss my hours of pouring over my fantasy team(s) rosters and waiver wires. She doesn’t miss watching the postseason. She doesn’t miss Peter Gammons, Jayson Stark, or Buster Olney’s expert opinions on Baseball Tonight. She misses none of that.
She misses that I had a nightly distraction that gave her a chance to catch up on her reading, scrapbooking, or internet surfing.
See, here’s what happened last night. We got the kids to bed. There was nothing on TV or our DVR, so we planned to watch our Netflix movie The Count of Monte Cristo. Before we fired up the movie, she wanted 5 minutes to read some scrapbooking blogs. No big deal, I thought. 20 minutes later I had to remind her that we need to start the show before it’s too late. That’s when she confessed that she misses baseball. Apparently, during baseball season I would have never noticed that she took extra time because I would have been too deep into Sportscenter, ESPN News, or Baseball Tonight.
I guess I need to sacrifice so my wife can get some much needed and deserved alone time. Anyone up for Call of Duty? It looks like I’ll be online more often this offseason!
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