This would be my wife. A bunch of tavern hawks. I never pushed anything, she started going to games with me and walking around campus. Her family had a fit. The change happened when she went to our 23-3 win over them. She called her major tavern hawk uncle to give him grief, I warned against it and told her it wouldn’t go well. She told me he had done it to us, I still insisted to leave him alone. He yelled and cursed at her and then hung up. I saw the reality come clear in her eyes.
Family gatherings must be a blast.