For The Love of The Game. Or For The Sake of Your Marriage.

Soccer. Tennis. Golf. The Race for the Pennant. Track. Rugby. Moto-cross. The X-Games. Hockey. Racing. And I mustn't forget everyones fall fave Football! All of these have something in common...
I don't know if your life is anything like mine, but my Mr. loves sports. Sometimes for a moment I forget this fact, but it seems that I have come to realize once again that I have married a man that loves to play. He likes to watch others play. He loves competition. He loves a game.
He likes sports in person. He likes games on television. He likes when is actually physically playing. He loves to play anything, but watching others playing will suffice when the actual playing isn't a reality for him.
I don't know how I ever really forget this fact, but at moments, I must admit it slips past me. And then there is usually a rude awakening when I try and speak to him when a game is on. Or if I try to make plans when he has some sort of play scheduled.
I'm not sure if this infatuation is annoying or if its sweet. I suppose it doesn't matter to much which one it is and is mostly just a fact I have to live with.
So until the Mr. has a man-cave of sorts, I will have to live with him watching football, tennis, soccer, rugby, hockey, and baseball on our television. In the evenings and on the weekends. (Not every evening or all day of every weekend, but still a considerable amount of time.)
I think my dad watched sports on television when I was growing up, but I either didn't notice it as much, didn't care that he was doing, or planned activities with my mom during those periods of time. This means that living with my man and his love of "the game" (or any game that is) has been an adjustment for me.
Am I the only wife who didn't truly understand her husbands love of "the game" before they married? What do you do to occupy yourself while your man is immersed in the rules and regulations of some activity involving some size of a rounded object?
I suppose I could always be studying during that time, but I feel like I need to take up some fun hobbies to change this adjustment from tolerance to something more along the lines of acceptance or maybe even (someday) encouragement?