Kind of off topic, but my dad would get extremely mad watching sports, (the few times I see him nowadays he still does.) I remember going shopping with my mom, and I had to be about six at the time, so I saw this foam rectangle and asked her what it was. She replied with "Your dad would probably love it." I asked her if I could get it for him, and so she buys it for me to give to him. I get home, he says thank you and is happy I thought of him. Had to be about an hour later, he's watching football and screaming because the Bears were probably the same let down then they tend to be now. He picks up the foam brick I got him, and -blam!-ing slams it on the floor to my horror. They explained it shortly after so all was good after.