Boys, welcome to Toxic Masculinities 101! Your first lesson: how to talk trash!

 Legacy being Passed on! Nostalgia on one side and new experience on the other.

Okay boys, next week who is snacks and who has drinks?

Raiders! Saints! Non-sequiturs!

"When the dads are left to babysit..."

Since nobody remembered to bring a football, the dads hastily organized a staring contest to fill out the hour.

Come on dad, let me at'em. I can take-'em!!

"Don't worry - I'm not going to let you fall. Lean forward."

"Then why do I have this helmet o..."

Upholding the family legacy on the field.

Your glory days never have to end if you have a Puppet Son (TM).

"Wrap it up, kids, the dads have a key party to get to..."

"Mom said we can have the SLEEPOVER!"

Amazingly, full-size 'electric football' never really caught on.

While today's soccer Moms often get a bad rap for being overly protective, nothing can compare to the intrusive nature of yesteryears football Dads.

Full-Contact Red Rover was the brain-child of the IUPUI Alumni Fathers Club. While the Dads thought it had potential for becoming a future intramural sport, the Boys just stood there and stared at each other.

We need a team sponsor that doesn't insist on commercial breaks! 

IUPUI's first nickname was the Metros.  The bus drivers grew tired supporting both the offensive and defensive line.

(Indianapolis public bus transportation at that time was known as "Metro")