The family that plays together, stays together!
Sports brings couples together...or can drive them apart. I've seen marriages break apart under the guise of sports. But I think today is different. Those that play fair together, stay together. Kind of like life! Back in the day when Carl and I were first married, we played ice hockey in San Francisco, weekly, with a bunch folks in the sailing biz, after work. It was vicious! His boss would threaten me with his (hockey) stick and make rude remarks just before we faced-off. He was a jerk. And Carl couldn't skate so he kind of walked with bent ankles in those boots. It was painful to watch. A Fireball...not me..but you get the idea. The next thing we did was to race Fireballs together on SF Bay. I hung out on the wire while he drove. He wanted to crew and be out on the wire, and have me in the skipper position but I said "no." I was afraid of losing control of the boat. I could trust him not to lose control of that boat. It was still fast and ver