Ray was told by his wife to do some chores around the house. For the first time in his life he was able to do a portion of these chores. He did the laundry, he washed the windows, he restocked the fridge, hell he even tidied up the kids room. The one thing that he didn't do however was wash the dishes - because he stopped midway through to watch a football game in the living. This was three hours ago. Two hours have passed since he initially stopped to take this 'short break'.

"No, no, no! What are you doing?! That was a horrible pass! You were supposed to make sure your teammate catches the ball not intercept it! And out of all the teams that are playing this season, it's always the ones with the nonchalant looking coaches."

He replies to himself as his eyes never leave the TV screen.

"Come on you guys, I know the odds aren't in your favor. But if you hold on for just a little longer. Then maybe, just maybe, I can see some actual results!"

A small pause before he realizes he's yelling at the TV. He sulks a bit slowly into the couch.

"Oh my god. I sound just like my father!"