I Succeeded in Raising Non-Sports-Oriented Offspring: Here’s the Proof

My dreams of having non-sports-oriented children were fully realized tonight when I asked over dinner what two teams were playing in the Super Bowl (because I genuinely didn’t know).

The conversation went like this:

“Kansas City.”

“Who?”

“That’s the team name.”

“Against Tokyo.”

“Tokyo?”

“No, California something.”

“Forties.”

“Forty-Niners.”

“Yeah from, California.”

“But what about Tokyo?”

My work here is done.

–Christopher