NBA Finals Women Home Alone

Romance in the park.

Americans who love basketball are in Finals’ fever and it’s exactly that, anxiety about their allegiance: Miami Heat or Denver Nuggets. Not all women enjoy these mega-events. They feel lonely. The loneliness comes from romance, the great Hollywood export, which says girlfriends and boyfriends should be joined at the hip outside working hours. Let’s not forget the, I love you Tik Tok every hour.

The loneliness is not exclusive to NBA games, it’s finals of every sport. Don’t get me wrong. Some women love basketball, baseball, football, soccer or wrestling. So, they already have tickets for the Miami Heat/Nuggets’ tussle. Others will watch up-coming games on a big screen at their parents’ house or designated friend’s house.

Women who don’t like sports also don’t like his night out with the boys because these activities punch holes in the romance story cemented by ridiculous lines like: I can’t live without you. Sports force women to admit that men loved certain things before they met them. They still do.

Romance sells the lie that when people get married or have a relationship, they melt into a new art object. Previous likes and dislikes become one. Habits melt into one. Example. Honey hates watching romantic comedies but the other honey does. A man who grew up eating with his hands, must learn how to use knife and fork.

Romance is just the two of us having quality time, something I don't understand. Is the other time cheap? The Heat/Nuggets Finals is the annual reminder that when men and women come together in marriage or relationships, it doesn’t change the fact they were independent in body, soul and sports before they got here.

There are certain things that remain the same. They can merge bank accounts, buy condos or Microsoft jointly, but they cannot change nature. ‘Honey, please try and not snore.’

By: Nonqaba waka Msimang.

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