I didn’t marry a man who was big into sports either, Tory. I let him know that even the noise of the games on T.V. bothered me, and he said he would watch only the “deciding games” with the sound off or with head phones. So this jumping up and cheering was news to me, and it was after nineteen years of marriage. It was just the straw that broke the camel’s back.

What your father said about it being the best day of his life while he was watching your sister’s boyfriend play in the Rose Bowl sounds crazy to me. Almost abusive. :( It reminds me of when my father told me that he got more pleasure out of the dog than he did out of his children.

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