Blue Jays fever doesn’t grip my wife, unless one occasional player is in the game.
Just one day before moving day, my wife and I woke up around 6 a.m., got in our car and started driving to Buffalo. The mission? To watch my favourite NFL team, the… Continue reading
Fairly early on in our relationship my wife got a sense of how committed (she might say obsessed) I was with fantasy football. We were on a holiday and I spent the better… Continue reading