I made a show of rolling my eyes. "Okay, fine, one game." Mitch responded with a huge smile and a big smacking kiss that made me laugh.

I'd gone to football and basketball games in high school. Everyone did, it was the scene on Friday nights. I never actually watched any of the games, though. It wasn't like I didn't know the rules, or anything. My dad and brother were casual fans, and the fate of local teams was a regular topic of conversation growing up.

Our football games were small town things, a few hundred people at the most with a fifteen to twenty person band, depending on how...