I'm sure everyone knows someone who loses their spouse during some sports season. They live on the couch yelling at the tv weekly until the championship games are done. These widows are luckier than they think, as Gamer widows never get the championship game. It takes a very special person to marry a gamer and not ask/insist that they stop gaming. Week by week these people stay home watching the tv/kids while their spouse goes off and lives epic battles (in their mind anyway). The Superbowl of gaming might involve a trip to GenCon (or even a local convention) where the widow is left behind while the gamer goes away to a hotel for several days of non-stop playing only to return home excited and pumped up to continue playing with their friends. Like the sports aficionado they return with memorabilia (mostly in the form of heavy books) that they want to prominently display. Walking into a gamer's home you can identify it easily by the bookcases that line their living rooms, dens, bedrooms and every other nook they can fit one.
So, to all you game widows out there, I say thank you for not trying to change your spouse. For understanding that we are out having fun until the wee hours of the morning and you don't have to worry about excessive bar tabs, gambling debts or hidden motel bills. You make the ability to go out and slay trolls a glorious and wonderful thing.
