I am not proud of this as I grew up with no T.V. in the living room. You were required to go downstairs into the family room to watch television.
Duke was raised with a T.V. in every room. It isn't unusual for his parents to have a different program on in each room,. both blaring at 8 decibels. It makes me so crazy to go visit... an overload of my senses (and I don't mean his mothers gas problem either).
So when we got married there was some adjustments that needed to be made. Duke bought the biggest T.V. Circuit City had in stock and carried it home like a 23 year old new momma with her infant baby. I developed selective hearing.
We have graduated over the years to larger and larger T.V.s... first we had to have flat screen and then HD.
The television is always on at my house.
I have a house full of boys so I know all there is to know about most sports... some I can handle and some I can't.
I feel like this place is my second home
and these gentlemen are beloved members of my family
I love football. I can watch a lot of football without complaining. I will watch a little bit of basketball but I would rather be blogging.
One sport I don't understand that Duke really loves is Nascar. I have tried to watch it, to get involved with the drivers, figure out the strategy that Duke swears is there... but I can't. It is mindless noise and endless circles of cars with commentators and pit crews that use horrific grammar and have horrible dental hygiene.
As much as I hate Nascar there is one other sport that I refuse to watch. Duke is required to wait until I am gone or asleep before he watches it.
A sport shouldn't make you feel sick to your stomach and the Ultimate Fights really bother me. Why would someone want to watch another person beat a human being to submission? Why would someone want to be beaten so badly that they are unable to think for themselves?
Let me clarify, Boxing is completely different that the UFC. While I don't care to watch it either.. it isn't as violent and ugly.
Why do men want to watch this? Does it have to do with the testosterone? Do they secretly wish they could beat another human stupid?
Someone explain it to me...
Here's where I hide most days... shhh... don't tell the boys!
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