Fan

Everyone (except me) in my family is a crazy sports fan. I've always liked playing sports but I'm not big on spectator sports. I get bored watching. Or listening. I get excited for big events like the Olympics or the World Cup but, in all honesty, I have no real team allegiances. There's nothing like hearing a baseball game in the car to give me a massive headache. I can remember long car trips to Florida with my family where we'd have to find that one channel that broadcast the Cincinnati Reds games. Once when I was 13 I drank a whole bottle of Nyquil so I'd be able to sleep in the car and escape hearing the crack of a bat and talk of RBIs for what seemed like the entire 20+ hours. All the Nyquil did was make me loopy and I don't remember sleeping. Anyway, when grandma Mimi came in February, she had to bring gear to make sure Dylan was appropriately decked out, complete with pacifier clip (even though Dylan takes no pacifier). Uncle Rob is a diehard Ohio State football fan so this is for him. Who knows what Dylan will be into? If he's anything like his father, he'll be a Milan soccer fan and have to wake up (this is assuming he ever learns to sleep...) at ungodly hours on Sundays to watch Formula One or Moto GP in some far-flung Asian country. And if he does get into motorsports, I've already told Cristiano that Dylan is NOT getting a motorbike at 15. Since we are in Milan, I'm trying to push him toward fashion. Maybe he'll be a future Project Runway contestant. Now that would be cool!