I have a bunch of guys. Many in fact. They follow my husband around and by proxy I am expected to care for them as well. No matter where we go or who we are with, the guys are along for the ride.
“Sweet! Honey, honey, honey, that’s my guy!”
Oh boy, here we go. “That’s nice dear.”
This exchange happens at least three thousand times a day in my house, I swear. There are many guys. They come and go. Some are awesome and some just tread the wrong way. And they keep coming. All year-long they come. They are dependable in their achievements and failings.
“Yes! Did you see my guy?”
“No! What is wrong with my guy?”
During the fall it’s “That’s my guy!” every Thursday, Sunday, and Monday.
During the winter and spring its “That’s my guy!” a few times a week thanks to Direct TV and its lack of coverage (thank you Direct TV).
But starting this past Sunday, oh my goodness, “That’s my guy!” is every. single. day. With no relief until the fall. No reprieve. No breath.
I do not like this season one bit.
I have a lot of guys it seems but not a one of them does me any good.
On the bright side, many of his guys are very cute, they don’t ask to borrow money, and you don’t have to prepare snacks for them. 🙂
Having also been the wife of a husband with many such guys I empathize, The hot weather was my only relief as he was not as huge a fan of the guys of summer. This did make me smile in memory.
This brings a smile to my face. I can just hear him now.
Mmmm…. I love baseball.
That’s so funny. When I began reading I just smiled because I can relate. When fantasy football is in season – they really are “his” guys. I love how you made this into a poem, Kim. SO cute, so creative!
Great slice, I kept thinking who are these guys, wait they pick them up…nice job holding me in suspense.
I was very intrigued while I read. I wasn’t sure for awhile who the guys were (my husband is not a sports guy so I don’t have other guys). Then when I realized what was going on I started laughing thinking of my friends who have many guys also in the lives. Very creative writing!
Who enjoyed reading this post? This guy! Your post was a fun way to look at the reality of life with a sports fan. Very relatable because we all know “that guy,” in one way or another.
At least you don’t have to clean up after all those guys 🙂 Love this. Thanks for the smile.
I too am a sports widow. I feel your pain.
That’s my guy – great line! My guy has taken his guy under his wing on sports Sundays. I can’t get enough quiet, boys only basement time while mom stays upstairs! This slice is funny. 🙂