The first date Lee and I went on was to a college football game. During the small-talk that usually happens on first dates, he explained to me that the ref blew the whistle because there was pass interference on the play. I politely told him I was pretty sure there was an illegal man down-field. And so our romance began . . .
Day 15 of your stories: sports.
Love them? Hate them? Play one? Have a favorite team? Write about it. Wait until halftime if you must.