I've never really completely agreed with the Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus mentality, but there are definitely things about the male species that I don't understand.
For one: sports.
Don't get me wrong, I enjoy sports (and participated in quite a few over the years) and have always loved watching some of them in person or when they are being televised.
The key word in that last sentence is some.
Everyone has personal preferences in life, but sometimes I think that my husband would be happy watching nearly anything that is remotely athletic. Whether the TV is focused on an actual event and he is riveted by the action or the camera is showing a close up of football cleats, he'll still seem just as interested.
Really? Yes, I'll pay attention when the soccer star is coming back from injury and making a heroic move to attain victory... but when the announcers launch into a discussion about just which pair of soccer shoes were worn to make it happen, that's when my ears start to tune out.
Cleats are cleats, aren't they?
Sometimes I wonder if we hooked up a bunch of wires to our heads, would doctors be able to see sections of my husband's brain light up when shown images of people bowling or, worse yet, playing poker while mine stayed dark?
It's not just me, right? I can't be the only wife to see her husband watching curling and just shake her head. Clearly on Mars there just must be a different agreement on what counts as entertainment.