I just returned from my brother's soccer game. Which was interrupted, first by an injured player and then by a set of dads from the game going on behind us.
Apparently, these three middle aged men who look like their most recent athletic event was the remote Control Challenge, are experts in the game of football, or soccer, as we crazy Americans call it. They must have been because they certainly had opinions on every aspect of the game, who should be doing what, how number 15 was inappropriately shoving and what the ref should do with certain unmentionable parts of his anatomy.
Note to self, when I become a parent, if I should ever become a part, I will not act like I know everything about a sport that I really know nothing about.
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