Fred and his dad didn’t have much in common except for soccer.
When Fred was a kid, his dad was his coach.
His dad stopped coaching when the league needed referees.
After a few years, Fred joined his dad as a referee, and they officiated a few games together.
Fred went on to college, and played on some teams for fun, but nothing serious.
They’d go to games together when he’d visit, and then they’d watch the World Cup at the rest home.
When Fred’s dad died, Fred has his ashes stuffed into a soccer ball.
It didn’t bounce well.