So, Hubby and I were actually talking about Tiger Woods and his crazy performance this past Monday… (wait, go back…). It’s presumed that he went out to the course and played on a broken leg (crazy, huh?) and so the sports analysts this week have gone back and forth about the depth of his passion.

Back to Hubby and I… we were discussing this and I was wondering just how smart it was for Tiger to attempt such a feat with the possibility of causing more damage. Hubby understood my point, but added that this show of courage and passion just added to the mystique of Tiger Woods.

Do you think his wife knew the extent of his injury?… Possibly. Or, he may of just passed the injury off as something small and she totally believed that to be true.

Has there ever been a time when your significant other didn’t explain the entire situation and you ended up saying, “You didn’t tell me all that!… ‘cause if you had, I would have said…”?

Imagine you’re a professional athlete (Yes, you!) and you have everything you could ever imagine at your disposal… money, notoriety, cars (often phrased as endeared toys), and anything else your little heart desires. Now, with all of this fame and success you stumble across a rough patch in your life that you aren’t exactly expecting neither is it in your control (You know it happens all the time.).

In fact, it happens to the best of us. An uncontrollable situation is, indeed, the great equalizer between us all (the professional athlete and the everyday Joe… or wherever you fall in between).

Considering this (as yourself or as A.K.A. a professional athlete), how would you go about handling that uncontrollable situation? And, if you have experienced that seemingly out of control situation, how did you come through it?

It’s sharing time…

Help me out here… Why is it that the infamous (now ergonomically designed) remote is somewhat of a misnomer? It’s just there looking up at us, confused by why we are confused by it (at least I like to believe that I’m not the only one confused in the room).

The remote is more than just a convenient tool used to turn off the television in order to get that all too precious quality time. Neither is it a handy boomerang (without the return effect) to quickly get your sports lover’s attention… (Doesn’t that sound better than just calling it a weapon?… Hilarious!). The remote is your friend and just like any other friendship; you have to do your part to make the relationship work.

This is a process, you know. And since we’re still identifying ‘why we sit on couch’ (Thanks for the comments so far! Keep sending them.), it would also be an outstanding feat if we can address the other happy couch components. Today it’s the remote…

So many buttons. So many colors. So many choices. Right? Well, here’s the way to abandon that fear and win the battle between you and the remote… Just ask. Yep! That simple (What did you think, it involved removing the batteries?). That sports fan would be delighted and surprised by your interest (I’m not just a spokesperson, I’m a client…). Ask what you want to know. You’ll be surprised by the results.

More to come on the remote…

It’s really amazing when there is a genuine love for something (in this case, sports). It’s actually also pretty incredible when you hold someone so dear that you learn to appreciate what they love because it’s an opportunity to share something special.

For me, I think it’s extremely necessary to identify the reason behind the action. Honestly, a lot of times a significant other won’t really care about the athlete on the court… You know, in regards to the particular happenings off the court. But, women do… we just naturally care. When we gain a greater understanding of who the athlete is off the court, that athlete becomes more than just a phenomenon, but a person-a real person. This person then becomes someone you can identify with and truly see yourself in.

That’s the goal! To make a genuine step toward putting a finger on why you’re sitting there on the couch (when you know you have to go to work the next day) or in the sports bar watching that game.

Personally, I fall in between the two… I truly love sports and I love the time sports allow my husband and I to spend together. I can laugh hysterically about a crazy Michael Jordan (Come on, you gotta love Mike!) moment or recall the great latter years of Magic (Notice I said ‘latter’… a lady never tells her age. Oh, and that’s Earvin “Magic” Johnson). And with that same passion and love I can debate my husband about why the Utah Jazz fans would “boo” Derek Fisher (now with the LA Lakers) every time he touches the ball when they know he left the Jazz to help save his daughter’s life (Uh, a no brainer, by the way.). Rarely, if ever, are we in different rooms when a game is on because in some way it becomes a special time between the two of us.

So, let’s identify this ‘why’ together… And, it’s okay wherever you fall on the spectrum. The main thing is to develop that ‘why’ and just go from there. I’m compelled to believe that no matter where you fall, sports can be an amazing vehicle to some wonderful times.

I’d love to hear your ‘why you sit on the couch’ story…