Short version: My kids never fail to amaze me.
Longer version: 22 years ago a very young graduate student at LSU asked the Executive Assistant to the President of the LSU System a naive question”
“Mr. Fricke, what will we (System Office Personnel) do when football season is over?”
He found this a most amusing questions and after a few moments of belly-shaking laughter, he looked me dead in the eye and said in a serious, deep voice, “Well, then it’s basketball season.”
Last night, the Saint’s quarterback took a blow and it looked like his leg was hurt. Every adult watching the game with us last night is older than Drew, but we all commented that he was “old” to still be playing professional ball. Alcatraz (my son’s new, menacing sports name for his warrior persona that takes no prisoners on the field/court) asked an insightful question:
“How old is he?”
“Probably about 35,” was the general consensus.” (Brees’ birthday is 1/15, and he is 33 today, FYI. Source: Wikipedia.)
Alcatraz Sparticus JarKevious pondered this earth-shattering revelation by the 40-plus group and followed up. “What do all these people do when they quit playing football?”
Damn good question. We know from the NCAA commercials that almost all college athletes are chemists, brain surgeons and astronauts, but what about the pros?
I thought that asking about what comes after shows unusual thoughtfulness for a kid so young. Maybe we should re-examine golf. You can play golf for a long, long time; much longer than other professional sports. Also, it might not require a name change. Bonus!