“Men really are overgrown boys,” she thought to herself as she watched her husband romping and rollicking on the playground equipment, “All they need is implicit permission to behave like the little boys that they really are inside. I guess that’s what watching football is all about. They’re vicariously playing out on the field with their team in their minds. What they’d really like to do is be ten years old again and be out playing football in the sandlot with their friends. All of the hype and machismo of professional sports is just to convince themselves that they’re men and not little boys.”
After playing tag for twenty minutes with his new friend, Howard spontaneously decided that it was time for them to play on the monkey bars.