LeagueNews.co | Cooper McEnroe
However, on that fateful October day, my beloved team, the Queensland Maroons, were set to face off against their arch-rivals, the New South Wales Blues, in the Rugby League grand final.
The excitement in me was palpable, and I couldn't help but let my emotions run wild.
My partner, on the other hand, was completely unfazed by the impending showdown.
It was as if I was cheering for the State of Origin whilst she was watching a rerun of Seinfeld - completely disconnected from the intensity of the moment.
But I had hoped that maybe, just maybe, this game would be the one to ignite her dormant sports passion.
As the match began, my heart pounded with every tackle, pass, and try.
I shouted at the television, analyzing every play and dissecting the strategies employed by both teams.
Meanwhile, my partner sat beside me, seemingly uninterested, occasionally throwing in a remark that made me laugh.
It was a peculiar sight - my intense sports fervor clashing with her indifference.
Yet, despite the contrasting reactions, there was a certain beauty in the differences.
the divergent passions and perspectives added a dynamic to the relationship that kept things interesting.
And as the final whistle blew, signaling the end of the grand final, I realized that the differing sports pages didn't have to be an issue.
We may not see eye to eye on the importance of sport, but that doesn't diminish the love and support we have for each other.
So, while I may forever be the sports-obsessed cheerleader and she may forever be the detached observer, we can still find common ground and navigate the world of sports together, even if it's just in the own quirky way.