I've noticed that over the last few months, I've heard more about the emotional states of some of the men in my life...all of which have been relayed through sports analogies and experiences of physical challenge. For example, last night, my father, after me telling him about my night in class, began to explain to me some of the processes aging athletes go through, explaining that even though he knows he can't jump as high or run as fast as he could when he played college basketball, there's still a part of him that thinks he can. He doesn't think that will ever change. (That explained something that had confused me...when I was in high school, one of the deacons at my church--he was at least 70 at the time--challenged one of the kids--17, state champion--to a "foot race"...swearing, quite seriously, that he would win. I'd been confused for years.)
All that made me realize that women...we speak the language of emotions fluently and readily. Articulating thoughts, causes and transitions between emotional states almost effortlessly. Men? Most need a translator. I don't know if sports is the only one...it might be, but it definitely seems to be the most common.