So here's the lowdown.
I didn't go to the game and graciously handed over my prized seats (free of charge) to my new brother-in-law and immediately scored major points not only from my new wife but her entire family. That Sunday, I TiVO'd the game and sat patiently and smiled everytime she waved a place setting or vase in my face. OK, so this is how I appeared on the outiside, I was really going nuts because I couldn't watch any football or check my stats for all of my leagues. Later that evening she commended me for being so patient and spending time with her and the family that day. I smiled and kissed her on the head.
The following day we arrived into Oahu, checked in, had some fun
So, I manage to go another 3 days without mentioning football, while on the inside I'm going nuts. I feel like an addict that's gone cold turkey - sweats, shakes, all of the usual withdrawl symptoms. On Saturday, my new and lovely wife suggests that I go down to the business center to get my rosters in order for Sunday and she also says that I should talk to the concierge and find out when and where the Rams/Seahawks game will be showing. I practically dropped dead right there and I may have even shedded a small tear at that point. As luck would have it, the game was being televised locally so I could catch it in my room.
Sunday morning (8am) I awaken to a huge breakfast of eggs, sausage, pancakes, bacon, fresh fruit, etc. and the melodic voices of Bradshaw, Long, Brown, and Johnson. I thought I was dreaming and I almost pinched myself. My wife kisses me on the head and tells me to enjoy my morning and that I've earned this. Next to my wedding day, this has to be the best day ever.
Monday, we hang out at the pool with Tom Ridge and his army of secret service agents (Homeland Security) and once again my wife blows me away with another humdinger. She wants to know if I'd like to go to the little pizza joint on the resort and watch the Monday Night game before we fly out at 12am. Once again I'm completely amazed by this woman, a woman who up until this point hasn't shown any interest in football.
What can I say? I guess I married a keeper.