My 8-Year-Old Daughter’s Favorite Football Player Tossed Her a Ball _ Then a Woman Snatched It and Said, ‘Girls D0n’t Understand football. My Son Deserves It M0re*

My eight-year-old daughter, Kelly, learned football sitting beside her dad.

I never cared much about the sport.

Austin cared enough for all three of us.

Every Sunday, our living room became his classroom.

« Okay, » he’d say, pointing at the screen. « What does the safety do? »

Six-year-old Kelly would squint.