Nice is as good a reason as any. Shut up.

The thing that constantly astounds me is how much of the world passes me by.

I mean yes, I know what's going on in Egypt. But I just learned last week that the Superbowl was coming up this weekend.

Yes.

I am, however, surprisingly unreluctant to talk about that which I know absolutely nothing about.

And thus, as Nick and I walked to work the other day, I casually mentioned that as the Superbowl is this weekend (ha! I know sports things!), we should time any terrible errands we might have for Sunday evening.

I have married one of the only American men I've ever met who cares nothing about football. I consider this a huge win.

One of the things I find impressive is that he can talk sports with people, and speaks with enthusiasm, and knows what he's talking about. When things don't interest me, I gloss over them entirely.

Which is why I thought the Dallas Cowboys were in the Superbowl. Because it's in Texas.

Yes. But I am also the same person who thought fantasy football meant men dressing up like their favorite player and playing football with their friends.

So.

So I said I was going to choose the Green Bay Packers over the Cowboys. Because Midwesterners are nice.

"Because Midwesterners are nice?"

"Yes. I've never been to Wisconsin, but everywhere else in the Midwest, people are so nice."

Truth.

Turns out, it's in Texas because they have better weather than Wisconsin or Pittsburgh. Anyway, that's what Nick said. When he clarified which teams would be playing.

So I was in a quandary, because I have some good friends from Pittsburgh.

And Nick was all, "I can see how you'd be torn. Now you're going to have to rethink your completely arbitrary criteria."

I told him sarcasm was so unattractive. And then started singing, "Oh XYZ Prep!" because that's where we were on our walk, and also, that kind of thing works better with Nick than, "Hey, look, a karate store!"

On a side bar: What also works is to say, "Watch out for the dog poo!" This is a sure-fire distraction.

Anyway.

Then last night we were at a dinner with my boss and his wife and several other people, one of whom has regular contact with football management.

So I asked if he has any inside scoop on the Superbowl. Because of course it's my new topic now that I know who is playing.

And he said no, and who was I rooting for?

"Probably Green Bay."

And Nick snickered and said, "Tell him. Tell him why."