Grabbed my chips and queso and my Dr. Pepper. Got the fan on, the window closed, and the remotes in hand. Just as I’m settling in for opening weekend kickoff, Christian joins me. As the kick sails in the air, the questions begin:
“Daddy, why do grownups like football?” – Because it’s fun. It’s a game.
“Daddy, what is the man with the U?” - He’s the umpire.
“What does the umpire do?” – He makes sure the players don’t cheat.
“What’s the man with the R?” – He’s the referee, he’s like the umpire.
“Why are there two of them?” – There’s a lot of them. They all watch the game together.
“How long is the game?” – Three hours.
“Three hours! That takes forever!”
And on and on it goes. 
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