When your dad takes you to the game, he tells you about all the players he grew up with.
Some of them are coaches now. Or play-by-play announcers. Or endorsing various products.
You think “Who gives a crap about the underwear that this guy has on?”
And you cheer on your team.
They win. They lose.
The owners trade some of them around.
Eventually, they retire.
And become coaches. Or play-by-play announcers. Or endorse various products.
An underwear commercial comes on.
You try to tell your kid about when that guy played the game.
But they don’t care.
Not yet.