Friday, September 5, 2014

Basketballer's Wife



A friend of Mr Bergaya tag him on facebook with this post from Aaron Tang

Dear Wives,

If you don't know me, I'm the unmarried friend who plays basketball with your husband every week. See, every now and then, one of our regulars doesn't show up. And we get really disappointed.

I'd hate to put the blame on anyone, but just in case any of you dislike him playing sports with me, I thought I'd write this.

Here's 5 reasons why letting him play basketball with me, is actually a good thing for you:

1. There are no other women around
I know how basketball looks like in the movies. It's glamorous, played in air conditioned arenas, and there are hot cheerleaders everywhere. But in our tropical climate, things are very different.

It's outdoor and hot. Things gets sweaty, smelly, and uncomfortable very fast. Think any female would want to come within a 1km radius of 15 out-of-shape, (sometimes topless), sweaty guys? Right.

Seriously, to test my theory out: the last time we were playing in the sweltering heat, I even switched on Tinder* and set a 1km radius search.

"No new people around your area."

2. It makes him a better man
Real men play sports. Remember how you felt about him when you first fell for him? I bet you didn't fall for the fat guy slouching on the couch, watching Astro on Saturday mornings.

No, you fell for the dashing young man who was so passionate about his basketball that you couldn't help feel a tinge of excitement. You loved how strong he looked when running. And how you felt so safe when he hugged you.

He'll never get that six-pack or those toned triceps back. But regular games with his buddies is at least going to motivate him to exercise. It'll reduce his stress and help him be happier too.

You'll thank me when he's still healthy enough to take care of you in your fifties.

3. It makes him miss you more
Contrary to what you may believe, spending every moment together is the quickest way to make a relationship fizzle out.

Couples need space. So let him go. It's just for a few hours, a few times a week. A few hours where he'll rub bodies with sweaty guys and listen to shallow male jokes. By the end of it, he'll be desperate to come home to his lovely wife and kids!

And if you lovingly surprise him by packing ice-cold drinks for him and his friends, I promise you he'll be on his best-husband behavior for weeks.

4. It makes him unbelievably happy
Once upon a time, your husband wasn't just your husband. He was the best basketball player in his class. Selected to represent the school, and even called for State try-outs. A man with sporting potential.

And then reality kicked in. Maybe he just wasn't tall enough, or fast enough, or no one gave him the opportunity. Maybe it was because there was just no environment for sports to flourish in our country. Whatever it is, someone else got picked for the national team.

So he went down the "normal" path. You know, got a "proper" job, settled down, and started a family.

Pickup basketball with his buddies transports him back to those days when he was a star. As he steps out on court, the surroundings fade. His old instincts kick in, as he feels the youth in his veins. For those precious few moments, he's no longer a slow weekend warrior with a bad knee.

No, he's Michael Jordan again. Hitting the game-winning shot like a champion.

He lives for those moments. And there aren't too many of them left.

5. It's not a competition
There's no need to feel insecure, or that you are anything less than his number one. The moment he married you, he committed his mind, body and soul to you forever.

A little pickup basketball is never going to change that. All he wants is to compete for a few hours against his buddies. All men need competition, but please let that just be limited to his basketball games.

With you - it's NOT a competition. It never was. It's not you against his buddies. Not you against me. And definitely not you against basketball.

Even if it were, you would always win.

After all, you're his real MVP.

Sincerely,
-The 30-year old guy who hopes his basketball buddies will show up every week-

*OK, I was lying about the Tinder story, but if he doesn't come more often, I promise to teach him all about it.


As a wife, i would like to reply this to Aaron Tang and to Mr Bergaya's friends The Legendary Wolfpack

If you don't know me, i'm the wife of your beloved friend who seldom turn up on Friday Night Ball. Please don't make assumptions that i forbid my husband from seeing you guys every week just because we got married. Not fair!

FYI i'm the one always begging him to play ball with you guys. Hahaa.. So please blame him. Hihii..

I miss seeing him play ball because most of the time he is with me.
I will gladly pack the ice cold drinks for him and you guys. :p
I want him to look healthy and be healthy.
I want him to be happy! No doubt.

So guys, please grab my husband and make him play ball! :)


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