Why I Love My Wife

I'm not the biggest sports fanatic, but I enjoy watching a good game every now and again. During this football year, Jamie has been a good sport (no pun intended) and has let me watch parts of the Charger's roller-coaster season. She has even tried to learn more about the rules and calls and such.

Last night, I went to play some church basketball and invited Jamie to come with. We showed up, and they needed some volunteers to help keep score. Jamie sat at the table and learned quite a bit. It looked like she was having a great time, and she was really happy that she came.

On the way home, she was telling me what she learned. She had one concern, though. After a foul, once teams have lined up for free-throws, there is a rule that says that on the last free-throw, the ball is only in play after the shot if it hits the rim. I tried explaining to Jamie that if it doesn't hit the rim and just hits the backboard, then the play stops and the other team takes the ball out.

My explanation didn't seem to be hitting the mark for Jamie so I tried a few more explanations.

Still nothing.

With a concerned expression, her question was: "But what if you make a swish?"

If you have any questions about why this may be funny, ask your husband.

Disclaimer: Regarding the last post about the similarity between our sweet baby and ourselves as babies, I have one concern. Gracie is the cutest baby ever. My wife was an adorable baby, and she chose one of the cutest pictures of herself. Seriously, it's a REALLY cute picture. I was a pretty cute baby if I may say so myself, but somehow a picture was chosen in the which I kind of look like a hairless monkey. I don't know if this picture is a good representation of me, and therefore feel that the voting may be a little lopsided.

EDIT: (Jamie) Changed the baby picture of Steve per his repeated request, though he is much older than Gracie in the picture so... Not sure it's quite as good of a comparison. However it is a cuter picture. ;)