"Do you want me to turn on the ballgame?"
That query came underscored by the dulcet tones of the wife. It came my way as I was poring over a crossword puzzle.
"No, thanks," I muttered. "I'm not interested."
"Some sports guy you are: Not interested in the World Series!"
She was correct. I'm supposed to live, breathe and eat sports in this job. Yet, despite my strong proclivity to do so, I had zero interest in the World Series.