It seems like pandering, but I swear its not. Shes not angry at me nor have I done anything stupid as of late.

I was programming my DVR to record the upcoming season of Hard Knocks, the behind-the-scenes look at an NFL training camp.  As I was finishing up, Elysha walked in the room and said, "Oh good.  That's the NFL show we watched last year.  Right?"

That's right.  My wife watches Hard Knocks with me.  And she looks forward to it.

Moreover, and most important, she is not the kind of wife who proclaims that he enjoyment of football is derived from looking at the players' butts or staring into Tom...