I have two goals this season: 1. Win the Cup with the Seattle Serpents. 2. Get my wife back.
I’ve always been the kind of guy who sticks to my vows. So when my wife asked for space, I let her walk away, hoping what we had built would be strong enough to withstand it.
When she shows up three years later in Seattle, smack dab in the middle of the best season the franchise has ever had, I’m torn between trying to figure out my marriage and not letting my teammates down.
I’ve never been one to shy away from a fight, and I refuse to start now. This time, though, it’s more than just a game on the line—it’s my marriage, and I refuse to call it quits.
