Eric: Hey, Dad, say, could you give me a ride this Sunday afternoon at, I don't know, 1:00?
Red: Eric, this is football season. I know this doesn't mean much to you since there are no flying men with capes involved, but I can't drive you anywhere on Sunday until the spring. And then your mother can do it.
Eric: Well, what if it was a ride to legendary Lambeau Field, where the Packers are playing the Bears, and where you will be sitting next to me on the 50-yard line?
Red: Eric.
Eric: What do you say, Dad? This'll be great, huh?
Kitty: Honey, are you crying?
Red: No. [runs out]