I had a breakthrough the other day in my understanding of my relationship with the Packers vs. my kids' lack of interest in, bordering on resentment of, the Packers.
When I was a kid, my dad worked 6 days a week at a paper mill. Plus, we had a full scale dairy farm. He and the boys mostly ran that. His paper mill vacations were spent baling hay. Sunday afternoons was one of the few times I had to spend with my dad. I learned to love football because he did.
(I also learned to love the Brewers, but, since I don't have access to any of their broadcasts now, that interest has dwindled. I mastered sheephead during the off seasons.)
For my kids, it's the opposite. Dave is available to them most evenings and weekends, as well in the summers. They aren't that motivated to learn about football, because they don't feel the need to spend those 3 hours with him each week.
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