Uh. No. My husband watches football. I do not. Have not. Will not. I’m not a football widow. I’m a conscientious objector. When I took my wedding vows – many, many, many years ago – I didn’t promise to spend Sundays, Thursdays, Mondays, and assorted Saturdays watching football. I didn’t promise to eat dinner in a parking lot or applaud when one hulk crashed into another hulk.