My son played football and baseball many years ago and one of his teammates was the most talented young man most of us had ever seen. His mom came to all the games for seven straight years, sat on the top row and read books through all of the events, spoke to no one and never looked up. She always made him ride home in the trunk of their Cadillac because she did not want him getting her car dirty. Never understood why she bothered coming.
Made him ride in the trunk? No one complained about that?