Benjamin’s Musings

NFL tickets

I have been dating my boyfriend for the past several years and during that period of time; his mother has been nothing short of a nuisance since we began dating.  At first she really seemed to love me, however, it seems as if the more intimate and long term our relationship becomes the less she likes me.  Evan and I have a great relationship, and get along great, the only problem that we seem to have is Evan’s obsession with football.  Since we started living together this has been a battle to say the least.  It seems like nearly every day that there is an important game on.  He is constantly having his buddies over to watch the games and this includes all the preseason and post season hoopla.  When it is off season, things seem to calm down, but then football returns and the arguing begins.

This past weekend we were at a back yard barbeque with Evan’s whole family to celebrate Evan’s birthday and his father’s birthday which are just 2 days apart from each other.  It was a nice time until right before it was time to open the gifts.  As the time to open gifts was approaching Evan’s sister and I were talking, and she said something about the tickets that Mom had gotten for Dad and Evan.  I asked her to clarify, and she just said I would soon see.

Well they began opening their gifts, and then Mom went over and handed each one an envelope about the same size and asked them to open them together.  When they did they each held up their set of NFL tickets.  These were not just any sports tickets they were NFL season tickets! I was so mad that I nearly burned up right then and there.  This meant that Evan would be gone with his father to the games all the time.  So much for a life together.  Then she had the nerve to approach me after her little surprise and say to me how much easier this would make my life and now we could stop all the arguing about football, because this would keep Evan out of my hair. 

Well it took all that I could do to hold in my anger, and when we got in the car to ride home, I just lost it.  I don’t think that I have ever felt so undermined in my whole life.  I thought Evan was going to flip, but instead, we just compromised and he said he would only go to about half the games, so as not to hurt his parent’s feelings, and would give the other seats to his brother in law to use.  I thought this was at least a fair solution.