Diamond Brides or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Baseball

Reader, I married a baseball fan.

To be clear: My husband doesn’t just enjoy baseball. He doesn’t just appreciate a beer and a dog and nine innings on a hot summer night.

My husband participates in a fantasy baseball league that drafts an entire team roster – down to the 25th man. My husband remembers specific plays from games that he watched – live or on TV – more than a decade ago. My husband was politely asked not to continue participating in a trivia game at the Baseball Hall of Fame becaus...