Ok, may be I'm being overly sensitive. May be it's me not acknowledging my partner's interests... but c'mon! EIGHT MONTHS out of the entire year?
When I first moved to Toronto, I thought it was really funny: hockey is religion here. Those damn canucks, eh. But my gosh, when my boyfriend talks to me about hockey, I shut it out just like he ignores everything I say about Roman history. Does it really matter? Truly? Why is Belfour in your vocabulary? I just can't stand being bested by a hockey game. I don't want my plans to be determined by the outcome of a game.
May be I should just stop getting annoyed by his obsession and get into it. But, I swear... I still can't see the puck.