Memo to Girlfriends of The Obsessed: Learn to Like Sports, or Go Pound Sand

Help—I need your advice!

If you are reading this article, then chances are you are an avid sports fan. I, on the other hand, am not.

I enjoy going to the occasional sporting event, but watching one on TV? Forget about it.

Ask anyone who knows me. Tune the channel to a sporting event of any kind, and I will promptly go to sleep. The booming voice of the announcer and the roaring crowd in the background drags me into slumber land faster than a sweet lullaby.

For the past 24 years, this lack of affection for competitive sports has caused me minimal pain. Sure, I went to USC during the football glory days, but we actually attended the home games and I usually declined to watch the away games.

I also worked in the Staples Center throughout college—but the Lakers game was always just a slight hum in the background, and I was way too busy to be put to sleep.

But now—now my friends—the situation has changed completely.

I find myself at a point in life where I am forced to constantly watch televised competitions. I can either learn to like it, or go pound sand.

And what has caused this sudden turn of events?

A boy.

Namely, my boyfriend of 3.5 years who simply won’t stand my distaste for his passion any longer.

His current career requires that he watch not only the important sporting events, but demands that he keeps up with the wide world of sports in general. He is one of the founders of Bleacher Report and he means business about all of this "sports stuff."

I expect him to support me in my career, and thus I will support him in his.

But how?

Now that I’ve made my mind up to (gulp) become a sports fan, how do I teach myself to like it?

Can one teach themself to like sports...or is it something that is innate?

Please, give me some pointers. I promise to be a good sport about it!