Filed under Love and Sports

On life as a female football fan.

Last Sunday, like millions of other Americans, I donned my black and gold and walked to the bar to partake in America’s favorite pastime. It’s what we do, on Sundays from September to January. It’s what I’ve done for most of my life – from watching at home growing up to at various Steelers bars … Continue reading

Hockey, Westerosi style.

It all started with a simple text from an old friend: Sidney is my Jon Snow. No one likes or respects him but he’s still fucking awesome. It was midway through Saturday night’s Pens/Rangers game. Said friend has lived in Capitals territory for nearly ten years, and so there are certainly few people near her … Continue reading

Citius, Altius, Fortius. ¹

Leading up to the 1994 Winter Olympic Games in Lillehammer, Norway, my social studies teacher had us do a project – we had to pick a country (that wasn’t the US) and do research on their government and history and culture, then track their athletes throughout the Games. The bigger, more glamorous winter countries – … Continue reading

I’m not ready.

Deep down, I know that sports are just a game. Hell, on the surface, I know that sports are just a business. I work in that business, and people (not me, other people) make a lot of money in that business, primarily because you and I and the rest of the world’s fans don’t always … Continue reading

Welcome back, hockey.

When you are unemployed and living at home, there are precious few things that bring you joy. The ability to do your laundry without dragging it down 33 floors or up the block to a laundromat is one of them. DirecTV is another. The company of my adorable old golden retriever throughout the day is … Continue reading

My yellow umbrella.

If you happen to watch the show that bequeathed this blog its name, then you know about the yellow umbrella. For those who don’t, here’s the story: Ted leaves a party early in the series grabbing a yellow umbrella that isn’t his. The umbrella in question belongs to the titular mother, only he doesn’t know … Continue reading


Guys, is this really true? Source: the incredibly reputable women’s publication called Glamour.

All’s fair in love and sports.

I received an email from a friend this morning: I might have talked you up a bunch last night to my friend (he’s the hockey writer that I told you about). We were talking about women liking sports and he started talking about how he would love it if a girl knew a lot about … Continue reading