One night we had a terrible arguement after having too much to drink at a party. I'm embarrassed to admit it, but she had bruised my male ego. The party we had been at was both indoors and out. There was a badmitten net in the backyard and we started playing. At first, we just vollied back and forth, but then started a game. Some women started watching us and keeping score. The first game was close, but she pulled ahead toward the end and won 15 - 12, receiving a loud applause from the women spectators. During the second game, the women started really getting into the game, calling it a battle of sexes. When she won decisively (15 - 7), they cheered all the louder. I started to walk off the playing field, thinking we had played enough when my wife yelled out; "What's the matter, afraid to get beaten by a woman in front of everyone?". I agreed to play another game and got soundly trounced. I think it was around 15 - 3. We stayed about two more hours and consumed more margueritas than we should have.
While we were driving home, she kept talking about how much fun it had been. My replies were short and with a bit of an edge. After a while, she became angry about my attitude and things started to escalate. When we got home, it got much worse. At some point, I said something really ugly and she whirled around and socked me right in the eye, knocking me flat on the floor. I'm not sure if I was knocked unconscious or not, but the next thing I new, I got hit with my pillow, which she had thrown. She stormed off upstairs and locked our bedroom door. I staggered over to a sofa and fell asleep.
