I know a lot of women don’t enjoy football. I happen to like it. However, despite what many men think, the earth does not stop rotating on Sundays. You cannot sit in front of a television all day. I know you feel like part of the team when you slip on that jersey. Your wife bought it at Walmart. It was probably on sale. Don’t even get me started about fantasy leagues. You spend hours drafting a pretend team and there isn’t even a prize? Let’s pretend you are a repairman and fix the broken oven door. Anyway, the reason football is on my mind is because of a woman…