This Cubs Fan Is Father of the Year

As someone who is unable to take care of himself, let alone a son, I can’t say this for certain, but I think taking your kid to a ballgame has got to be pretty awesome. You know, as far as sober, annoying kid activities go. You teach junior about the fine art of the double-switch, the proper way to keep score, how much fun it is to get away from mommy every now and again, not because you don’t love mommy, because you do, but because mommy can get on your last nerve sometimes ... you know, guy stuff. ↵
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↵Or, if you’re this guy, you teach your son how to bitch and moan to get what he wants instead of earning things for himself: ↵

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↵So, just to clarify, the dad with two left hands couldn’t catch a foul ball that was hit directly into his bread basket, yet still somehow felt the right to stake claim to the baseball. Incredible. But at least the guy who gave him the ball followed rule No. 2 of attending a ballgame: If you catch a foul ball/home run, you always hand it to the nearest, least obnoxious kid. Rule No. 1 of course being: If you’re over 12 and you bring a glove to the game, prepare to be mocked mercilessly.↵