Young tucker always dreamed of being a Broadway star but his father was ashamed that his son wasn’t more athletic and never attended any of his private school plays, haunted by the memory of the empty reserved seat he lashes out at anyone with a dream.
Kind of hoping to see lemmy become better than this.
My Dad was the only reason I played. I didn’t have much interest really. Missed plenty of games. I resent him but I’m not taking it out on the world
There has to be another factor. My dad missed all of my marching band performances and I’m not a fascist.
Yeah, but like, marching bands cool.
I suppose it depends what they play.
e.g. Fleetwood Mac’s Tusk: https://vimeo.com/9545833#t=1m58s (somewhat cued)
Baseball is the coolest. Dad can show up, get drunk for a few hours, and then drive a bunch of neighborhood kids home without wearing pants, and eating Nachos.
Ok, but playing baseball is pretty typical. Marching band is a bold choice which is cooler then anything I would give tucker credit for.
That’s oddly specific, but I’m glad you all made it home safely!
Oh, I never played sports. My dad didn’t give a shit if I did stuff like played sports, or had friends. Instead he sent me upstairs to stare at a blank wall.
Oh…
Sorry.
Aren’t fascists historically known for enjoying marching?
Thats what I’m saying, man. We gotta check another angle.
45°
Idk my dad dipped out and was in andnout of my life when I was like 8 or 9 and I’m not a nazi.
His dad might have been the coach, actually.
Man, that must make it even worse when he’s not there.
Maybe he was ONLY there for the games.
To watch him fail
