A few months into my marriage, I was faced with the biggest and only secret my husband's ever kept from me: the man watches a lot more football than I ever imagined. Since those days, I've accepted that football will be on most weekends from August through February every year. While I can't admit to enjoying the game much more than I did seven years ago, I've learned how to share some of his passion: I simply can't get enough of the tearjerker human-interest stories.
Last season, nothing was more inspiring than the story of Notre Dame linebacker Manti Te'o. In September, the football star lost both his grandmother and his girlfriend within 24 hours. Or at least, that's what he said.
So when Deadspin issued a scathing report this week alleging the girlfriend's death was a hoax, I – along with many other football fans (if you can call me that) — was shocked. The writers explain a web of fake Facebook, Twitter and Instagram accounts used ...1